Compton's Most Wanted Lyrics
Compton's Most Wanted Lyrics
"Dead Men Tell No Lies Lyrics"
Channel X Lyrics
They know they're doing this on the west coast to the east coast And so do all the stations from Fargo to Chicago There's local heroes and kids who cant do the math But the one who did only points at the weather map Bury me with stories of 200 ghosts The lakes and the fakes always get the most:coverage So put the feel good to start-the re
They know they're doing this on the west coast to the east coast And so do all the stations from Fargo to Chicago There's local heroes and kids who cant do the math But the one who did only points at the weather map Bury me with stories of 200 ghosts The lakes and the fakes always get the most:coverage So put the feel good to start-the re
I been quiet for too fucking long so now its time to break the silence.
I start with the killing so fuck stopping the violence.
I got something for your monkey ass. So peep.
Better yet like a stray dog I put your ass to sleep.
No more faking and taking my snaps.
Sorry fool, Eiht goin' step 'n get the straps.
Geah, I puts my work in and fuck up your shit.
Now you gotta bow down and suck a fat dick.
Mmm. I guess thats what you get when you try to play.
Try to come up with that mutherfucking he say.
Or she say, or what the fuck did that fool say?
Punk bitch, I'll mop that ass up anyway.
Dont misbehave, cause you'll be a slave.
Another fronting mutherfucker in a early grave.
Geah, you got over
Money, Cash, Hoes Lyrics
[Jay-Z:] Turn the lights all the way Turn the lights all the way down What Uhhuh Yeah (Uhh) Come on Big flow (GGRRRRRR) Come on yeah come on Yo Yo J-A-Y, I flow sick Fuck all y'all haters blow dick I spits the game for those that throw bricks Money cash hoes money cash chicks what Sex murder and mayhem r
fool because your ass was sly.[Jay-Z:] Turn the lights all the way Turn the lights all the way down What Uhhuh Yeah (Uhh) Come on Big flow (GGRRRRRR) Come on yeah come on Yo Yo J-A-Y, I flow sick Fuck all y'all haters blow dick I spits the game for those that throw bricks Money cash hoes money cash chicks what Sex murder and mayhem r
But a dead nigga tell no lies.
[killed off the sucker right there he didn't stop... X2]
Another fool on my shit list.
And now the punk bitch wanna play games.
No competition so I'll mention no fucking names.
Just like a rat, she likes to squeel.
But you squeeled on the E, so whats the deal?
Geah, you spread rumours for humour G.
But the shit aint funny, so humour me.
And um, aint no more of your bullshit I'm having.
Geah, Tired of the fucking back stabbing.
Soul in the bozac, as I stack.
To your jaw I start to mack. Like a fool don't clap.
And um, it aint over till the fat bitch spit.
Well the fat bitch is about to spit shit.
To save your sorry
The Almighty Is Rising Lyrics
life is ending , this chaos rules this world one after another and the day fades away here comes the warlords of hell mayhem , disaster and chaos prevail feeble holders of the crucifix behold our troops of 6-6-6 eden to ashes , heaven in ruins and the air is filled with death here comes the warlords of hell mayhem ,
ass from the mash.life is ending , this chaos rules this world one after another and the day fades away here comes the warlords of hell mayhem , disaster and chaos prevail feeble holders of the crucifix behold our troops of 6-6-6 eden to ashes , heaven in ruins and the air is filled with death here comes the warlords of hell mayhem ,
So who really gives a fuck if I tap that but.
So um, when your ass is gone, they'll wonder why.
But a dead nigga tell no lies.
[killed off the sucker right there he didn't stop... X4]
[Ran through the rooms and went pop, pop, pop.]
Get ready for the last mutherfucking trip.
As I pop in another mutherfucking clip.
Geah, one more busta, another mark.
Fool your kinda fake, talking about you fucked the Eiht.
Damn, another sorry bitch with some street slang.
Peel his cap cause we aint from the same gang.
Talking about you'll shoot the Eiht from the top of the tree.
Nigga please, I might drop you to your fucking knees.
Try to lay low, but you know you can't escape.
Wh
Knights Of The 21st Century Lyrics
Words unspoken, sworn in secrecy A burning flame for the ones who believe The prophecy Revelations from the sun as of the moon In seven nights we became history The prophecy On a cold dark night We set our sails to search for land so far away Searching for the truth There's a howl in the wind On this mystic trail of
y'd you have to diss me on your underground tape.Words unspoken, sworn in secrecy A burning flame for the ones who believe The prophecy Revelations from the sun as of the moon In seven nights we became history The prophecy On a cold dark night We set our sails to search for land so far away Searching for the truth There's a howl in the wind On this mystic trail of
Now you hang your shit up on a shelf.
Didn't you know, you'd be fucking your own self.
Quick draw McGraw, on the fucking draw.
As you scheme on my team I take 2 to your jaw.
Geah, you got over fool, but you know why.
Cause a dead nigga tell no lies.
[killed off the sucker right there he didn't stop... X2]
[Ran through the rooms and went pop, pop, pop.]
Geah, Eihthype in a mutherfucking effect.
For the nine deuce to get loose.
My nigga Mike T is in the house. Dj Slips in the mutherfucking house.
My nigga 'Times in the house, Rick's in the house.
My nigga Chill's in the house, Boom Bams in the house.
And we outta here....