Long Kiss Goodnight

I make yo mouthpiece obese like Della Reese When I release, you lose teeth like Little Cease Nigga please Blood floods your dungarees And that's just a half of my warpath Laugh now cry later, I rhyme greater Than the average playa hater, and spectators Buy my CD twice They see me in the streets they be like yo he nice But that's on the low doe' Be the cats wit no dough, tried ta play me at my show I pull out 4-4's, and go up in they clothes Short-change niggas Snort-cane niggas Extortion came quicker Bought the Range' nigga Ya still tickle me I used ta be as strong as ripple be, 'till Little Cease cripple me Now I play hard-like my girls nipples be The games sour like like a pickle be Ya'll know da rules Move from BK ta New Jerus Thinkin' bout, all the planes we flew Bitches, we ran through Now da years new I lay my game flat I want my spot back, take two Muthafuckas mad 'cause I blew, niggas envious Too many niggas on my dick, shit's strenuous When my men bust, you just move wit such stamina Slugs missed ya I ain't mad at'chya (We ain't mad at'chya) Blood rushing, concussions, ain't nothing Catch cases, come out frontin' Smokin' something Sippin White Russians, bitch in the Benz bumpin' I laced it wit the basic 6 TV's, a system, knockin' Mase shit, face it We hard ta hit Guard ya shit, for I stick you, for ya re-up Wipe the pee up Lick shots, woke his seed up Go in the ashtray, spark the weed up Long kiss Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight Uh, I'm flamin' gats, aimin' at, these fuckin' Maniacs put my name in raps, what part the Game is that? Like they hustle backwards I smoke backwoods, and Duchies You can't touch me Try to rush me Slugs go, touchy-touchy Ya bleedin' lovely, wit'chyo, spirit above me Or beneath me, ya whole life ya live sneaky Now ya rest eternally, sleepy, ya burn when ya creep me Rest where the worms and the weak be My nine flies, baptize, rap guys Wit the holy ghost I put holes in most, you hold ya toast shakey Slip-n-tryin' ta break me Look what'chyou made me do, brains blue My team in the marine-blue, six-coupe Skied it out, weeded out, cleanin' out The block for distances, givin' long kisses bitch Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight Frank White the menacing, Chron Chron's the medicine I got the lettuce and, you turn green like cucumber skin Got the new, Hummer in the summer when I was a new comer Then, drugs and MAC-10s Hugs from fake friends, make ends they hate you Be broke, girls won't date you That's why I relate to, choke yo' ass out 'til your face blue Make you, open the safe too No matter how you call it (How you call it) This brolic, alcoholic Like his weed green'd out, like his brick solid Distribute to, kids who, take heart like Valentine Drink Ballantine, all the time Slugs hit your chest tap you spine, flatline Heard through the grapevine, you got fucked fo' times Damn that three to nine, fucked you up for real though Sling steel slow, as for remorse, we feel no Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight