Lyrics:
you're going to run in vain (Run, run, run)
I like candy canes
Three, two, one and she's in my mouth
Eating the cane kills the drouth
In the stomach she
They can use they dick for a pencil
I'm known for snatchin' purses
And bombin' churches
I get more pussy by accident than
Most niggas get on purpose
I
Witnesses
Older cats mack, roll with young godz that got the guns
Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run
Or get stung by the killer bee stinga from
run out, the thread has snapped
A cold depressing end
Don't you feel as if you walls fall in?
The way you live could put you underground
Step by
the dark again)
Run run run
(Before you suffocate)
Need to breathe
Before the beast breaks free
Innocent, captive, in this sunless cell
Guilty by
When me'd a run town with mi gun inna mi short jeans
You deh a country a plant greens
So you wan' war bad man now?
By all means, when you ready,
Ooh-ooh
Dirty-ty
That's me, me
Bidi-bubup
Dem ah pree me, I can see angles
Get money, get snakes by your ankles
Any cobras can get handled
Get off my dick it is not pogo
These hoes is a no no they use you for promo
They stay with the drama it comes by the boatload
But I got this shit in
am or leave am
Praise is beyond feelings
No try feel am
Flesh! Kill am!
Live by the Spirit
My guy, no try force am
Your cup! Bring am!
Even if na
that you found me
I found myself
I had to do this shit
All by myself
Yeah
Hit em high and hit em low
Time to run em off the road
Kill em fast or kill em
rims
Flipping mixtapes to bitches
Feeding me grapes
Peep my mind state, Big Poppa flow is lethal
That weed make my ass wanna KILL FOUR PEOPLE!
Forget
And I came from the block where it's storming (I came)
And I came from them trenches by my lonely
Run it up, take it all, and bring that shit to my
Jada's, got a gun
Niggas, clear out, bitches, duck and run
Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun
Niggas, clear out, bitches, duck and run
And I been had
round the rock (rock)
It’s coming for you (you)
I come up block your shot (shot)
It’s taken by my crew (crew)
We running out the clock (clock)
We know
cuts
Fucker! An all type blood sucker
Dumb luck or just skill, I move to kill a silly bugger
See ya sucker! Don't shudder at the thought of goin' under
nobody go tie your shoe
Nobody grew up by (by) your rule
Nobody horn your gun, how come, your tongue say killer then kill my mood
Light speed living in
walkin'?
Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin'
King Kunta, everybody wanna cut the legs off him
You goat-mouth mammyfucker
I was gonna kill
enough
People say they gonna kill themselves, Imma call that bluff
'Cause I'd rather kill somebody else and get the cuffs
Don't wanna die, don't suicide
so tired of dealing blows
Let me stay here by myself
So if you wanna start a war
Then baby give 'em hell
I've lost too much to kill
I've lost too much
wanna have
Second chances
Are made for everybody, unless you wanted to lose
That feel that everybody, kills to be loved by you
Oh
Oh
Oh
Kills to be loved
michael myers
You can run but you can't hide
You can never kill me
You can never kill me
I'm michael myers
People call me the boogeyman
People say that
gone have to kill me
Your best bets to duck, turn and run, cause I'll kill me a nigga
Middle fingers up to the feds
Many men say they want me dead
Run it
(Blicky to blicky to blicky to blicky)
Sellin' packs by the laundromat (laundromat)
Once I get up out the hood, I ain't comin' back (never)
But I
Demons are trying to kill me while I sleep
Demons are trying to kill me while I sleep
I'm trying to sleep and they're coming at me
I can't see them,
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