Lyrics:
the back with a butter knife
Type to try your girl and probably cut her right, cause these hoes, they be easy as hell
If she fuckin' then I'm like oh well,
the feeling I've got
And it's ooh-oh-oh
It's a cruel summer
It's cool, that's what I tell 'em
No rules in breakable heaven
But ooh, oh-oh
It's a cruel
people ain't no room to breathe
Surrounded by murderous felons, drinks and bags of weed
I swing at ya and get fly with the M-I
I'm automatic trample in
ain't fucking with you no more
Bitch I got it
I don't need to show my dick to fuck you
I just need to get Member One to cut you
She done with me,
tossed by the boss bitch,
Ain't taking no shorts or no losses
[Chorus]
[Krayzie Bone]
Nigga come fuck with me now,
Krayzie that nigga that pump
for war
[Beanie Sigel]
It's the Broadstreet Bully and the Killah with no Face
My mac bullets burn like tequila with no chase
My knife work like
[Beanie Sigel]
It's the Broadstreet Bully and the Killah with no Face
My mac bullets burn like tequila with no chase
My knife work like the guillotine
heard that shit before
And I say "Uh huh, oh yeah, you're right"
'Cause I see Betty X standing by the door
With more news from nowhere (more news
then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like bitch I did that x-rated
Johnny don't wanna go to school no more, no more
Johnny said
Ay
We on a mission
Tryna get the money
What we been missing
They been asking for more
Well shit they got it
We be taking no breaks
We making progress
fear, holy
Covered by the blood still no deal
Shackin in the shackles no O'Neal
I know brothers that would get out in the streets and kill for me if I
Heard someone lookin' for me
Pull up then I'm by my Vlone, no V
Make that pussy wet like sea
I'm at the jeweller, you on etsy
Mask and the knife in my bag
here with Alaina,
Have a few more kids, but bitch, don't be a stranga.
See, the blame, it's been lifted
The pain, it's been shifted
The innocent given
I get the place live and I leave them wanting more
When this playing ain't going to be no room on the dance floor
Let the beat take over your body
I don't wanna look back, but I really can't help it
So
In the past I've been living life as usual
Little talks and some actions that were mostly
that's why I'm always sleep
When I see you in that cosplay, got me feeling weak
Love hurts, but I like when the knife cuts deep
Captivated by your words
off, had to get that boot cut
Score these points like Match of the Day, my knife work should've got highlights
.44 spins like a DJ, might see me do it
Don't want me havin' no patience, turn into more patients
More trips to ICU 'cause I see you
Trying to get away with shit a real nigga wouldn't do
they won't be no next time
Took a puff while I thought
About my next line
Head fried but I got morals that I live by
So I could never pull a knife on my
don't need a gun (I don't need a gun, gun)
I don't need a knife (No, woah)
As soon as I see that nigga
I'm knocking out his lights
(Buh buh, knocking out
you fuckin' with me
I got my mind right, money right, life right, weight right
Can you see me cuttin' the beef like a steak knife?
Don't stay up late,
the Joker you be the Ace gotta go hide my knife now yeah
I cut straight to the chase and
I don't give a fuck what it takes
I've had about enough of you
(Drumdummie)
(Mook on the beats)
(Dj Swift on the track)
(This a 808s beat)
Demons cut me with a cold knife
Just left me bleeding
Im thinking bout
in the process
And I wish I never cut when my throat wept
So death, is it me that you're looking for?
And I bleed cause of everything you took and more
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