Everybody Killa lyrics |
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One foot in a grave and eleven inches insane I got it, a lunatic causing other mothafuckas pain Devil saw the X-Raided with much heart Down on a killing spree, come up missing on a milk carton Kick back and laugh, another nigga get toe-tagged If you ain't from the Blocc, you live in a bodybag Straight from the south side, watch out for the butcher knife Cause niggas I know live down the deuce-fo' life Locs on my face, not takin'em off for a fucking thang Cops on my ass, based on a fact that I gang bang |
Another description is a nigga with a mental problem My lifetime occupation will be squabing Dangerous lunatic always down for a rampage Fuck a hand gun, I'm the one with the 12-Gauge Ain't no words for me, I'm a straight out psychopath I rip out your liver and then I give my boys half Slapped ya ass based on a fact you was a punk Cap in ya face and another corpse to the city dump |
Committing crime and never taking a second look To tell the truth: a nigga from Sac is another crook Illing for the fact I got my hand on some 8-Ball So when I starts to tumble then another nigga takes a fall So in my next life I think I be a grave digga Fuck it, I'm an everybody killa! |
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