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Homicide
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Krayzie Bone
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My n***a Lay, n***a Kray, Bizzy and Merk We finna kill 'em, then we hit 'em with these double ninety-nine (Ninety-nine, ninety-nine) My n***a Lay, n***a Kray, little Bizzy and Merk We finna kill 'em, then we hit 'em with these double ninety-nine (Ninety-nine, ninety-nine) Please, tell me what the f**k is the problem? I'll keep on chuggin' this bottle until the sh*t get violent It's red rum when I'm dumpin' these hollows and it get stuck in ya noggin' and everything go silent Vroom vroom, I pull up in the Audi and I start dumpin' up bodies until they all start pilin' Who knew I'm in front of ya body with a slug in a shotty, tell 'em all to come outside then Who want the smoke? I ain't into beefin' on the internet, I'd rather fill your crew up with holes Don't get too comfortable 'cause when I get to cookin' I'm lookin' to turn it up until I blew up the stove So just do what you're told, I grew up a screw up, my crew will come chew up who you love the most b*t*h, I grew up on Bone Thugs-N-Harmony so I threw up a toast 'til I puke up Patron like Woah Welcome to the scene of the crime Please, don't make me turn the heat up on this beef, I'ma ride I'ma different kind of demon, you can see in my eyes I'm beatin' the odds, I'm comin' for my piece of the pie I had to reinvent the scene so I could keep it alive So, I could promise, you don't want to meet the creature inside I think I need to take a breather, I'ma leave it behind Or I'ma blow your brains and get a piece of your mind (Ouch) I'm still bumpin' that Bone, Bone, Bone You get a head shot to your dome, dome, dome I did all this by my own, own, own So, please stay the f**k out of my zone, zone, zone I'm still yellin' Mo' Murda' at Tha Crossroads Foe tha Love of Money, you get shot on your walk home All I need's Thug Luv like Pac, though 2021, yellin', "Free El Chapo" Somebody better tell them ain't nobody f**kin' with Bone You motherf**kers can't do nothin' with Bone The real men here, we done heard enough of you hoes It's a lot of you n***as still [?] never get on I'ma expose you n***as, I done told you n***as It's a lot of talent but they ain't even close to a n***a They know rhythm but the real creators of originality Kill 'em is they mentality, beat 'em to reality Is it real life or non-existent, I'm consistent I'm convinced I'm the illest around That n***a flow goes miles and distance, style relentless Sound distinguished, my n***as can vouch I tell 'em ain't no competition, I figured 'em out It ain't too much that none them n***as about Legendary big and don't even need the clout Think of a reason to doubt, never no reason to lie Gonna really be a slaughterhouse while [?] bloody murda on you Tell them to never come back 'round here no more Or it's gon' get ugly Can't touch me, untouchable lyrical Spit at you, I ain't got to get at you I been at you, n***a No matter what, I keep havin' nightmares When drama pop off and I'll be right there It's about to be a homicide You f**k around with us you all could die It's about to be a homicide It's about to be a homicide L-Burna Who up to challenges us? Queue up the cameras Got a call from Merk so I flew up to Canada Known to put in work and just be glad I got the stamina The 1st through the 31st, I'm rollin' up the cannabis Operatin' at an all-time high Middle fingers to the sky and I'm all the time high Never been a small guy, they demand I supply From Japan to Dubai, I command n***as right Get reacquainted with the five-star General The pictures that I paint, they define five criminals Victory is owed, I survive by miracles At 50 years old, I'ma fly 'cause I'm lyrical I'm from the same vein future leaders made of Still the chain gang, ain't nobody fade us I earn to maintain, [?] greatest Game had to change and Bone still creative I make a n***a get c*cky, you a b*t*h? You unbox me Do what I wanna, you finna get a pump in your face I'm thuggin' and buggin', you stupid motherf**ker, you ain't Remember me? I'm on the Art of War, no paint on my face They can't rap with me Actually, dastardly, b*st*rd The master, the cash [?], fill it faster and faster The alpha revolver, with .38. I plaster you n***as I know tips [?] I'm the GOAT, don't ask me anything, I spoke I wish a n***a would test my bag 'Cause little Bizzy, he be always ready to bust down Always got a gun You b*t*h, n***a, that's my swag A n***a, n***a, n***a, n***a 'nother motherf**ker let me give it a win For another motherf**k up again, I f**k up again I'll f**k up any rapper that been Everybody, anybody know I pull out my pen Greatest of all time to catch a fade in my prime But I made it, I grind My n***as always on time My n***a Lay, n***a Kray, Bizzy and Merk We finna kill 'em, then we hit 'em with these double ninety-nine (Ninety-nine, ninety-nine) My n***a Lay, n***a Kray, little Bizzy and Merk We finna kill 'em, then we hit 'em with these double ninety-nine (Ninety-nine, ninety-nine) No matter what, I keep havin' nightmares When drama pop off and I'll be right there It's about to be a homicide You f**k around with us you all could die It's about to be a homicide It's about to be a homicide Be a homicide You all could die Be a homicide Homicide 'Bout to be a homicide All could die Be a homicide It's about to be a homicide
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