Kid Frost lyrics

Kid Frost lyrics

"Homicide lyrics"

Lying Deep lyrics
Lying cold in his arms Lying on clammy ground Lying old, time passes by Lying in a dark paradise Lying deep, six feet down Lying deep, six feet down Come on, you want the thrill Come on, it's life to spill Come on, bring out the goods Why are you holding back When you should ... Chorus Make your big swallow Slap your arm right down Wave your thumb sky high It's one way straight down Lying cold in his arms Lying on clamm
[Frost]: This is a dramatization. The names have been changed to
protect
the innocent ones not involved in the stories I'm about to tell. So
listen up and listen up well. Here are the true accounts and incidents
and still to me, it makes no sense. Ignorance is a major role, but
here's a fact I feel you can ignore no more.
Verse One: Frost
Homicide, on the murder scene
Another frustrated gang-related senseless slaying
Victim: a young product of the project system
The sad fact is nobody's gonna miss him
True, a few may stand in disbelief, but
The majority will sigh a relief
Because of the fact he was a menace to society
And gang violence was his first priority
So, now you take a look to see what this abouta
Someone quicka with the trigga, straight cold shot him
Dead, in a puddle of blood he lay,
Another typical day in the streets of L. A.
Homicide on the murder scene,
Down In Rio lyrics
down in rio i can't sleep no getting crazy dreams again about hotel rooms crazy nights through hoping to find that one good friend so as the days fly i wonder why i can't sleep again so i stroll down to third avenue just to see her again oh senorita can't you see her dancing on the boulevard oh senorita can't you see her dance for me feeling undone i get love struck i feel my spirit calling wild back to the youn
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If You Real, Keep It Real lyrics
Soldiers Be all you can be This No Limit shit tho... We in this for life This not just a job baby This an adventure, ya heard me? [Chorus:] Now if you real, keep it real But if you fake, then you phony Nigga Go join the navy, You can't fuck with this army [Master P] I gave a couple niggaz some tanks and I want 'em back Nigga sent me some beats...But I don't want that
, exactly what would you do? If you heard someone screaming, would you go to the rescue? My man, he tried, that's hwo he died He was shot right between the eyes Tryin' to do a good deed, shoot, that could've been me I'm glad I'm not the one who must explain this to his family Homicide on the murder scene Ho-Homicide on the murder scene Ho-Homicide on the murder scene, on the murder scene, on the murder scene Ho-Homicide on the murder scene Ho-Ho-Homicide on the murder scene Ho-Homicide on the murder scene Ho-Homicide on the murder scene Break it down! Verse Three: Frost Homicide, it's also know as manslaughter It can be a father, mother, son, or daughter It can happen at anyplace, at anytime It can happen as I'm runnin' down this rhyme First degree murder, blood flows red One day you're alive, the next day, you're dead Nobody seen nothin', the suspect fled Shot on the spot with a bullet to the hea
21 Onces lyrics
I need to shift this draw quick as fuck Flip the cash and take my cut It's really powerful, it's so strong But I'm selling it fast and it's nearly all gone I'll sell you the 9-bar or just the ounce I'll sell you little bits or large amounts Adam Hussain, remember me? Selling draw from my Capri Want some draw? With me you'll score Cos I grows this shit out o' my nan's back door Bongs big as, blow
d As soon as it happened, everybody broke Nobody seen nothin', and of course nobody spoke Bein' questioned, it doesn't pay to rat-a-tat-tat For if you rat, you might too get the gat, And get added to the list of those who fatally died In the statistics, that's known as homicide Homicide on the murder scene Ho-Homicide on the murder scene Ho-Homicide on the murder scene Ho-Homicide on the murder scene Ho-Homicide on the murder scene Ho-Homicide on the murder scene Ho-Homicide on the murder scene, on the murder scene, on the murder scene Ho-Homicide on the murder scene Ho-Ho-Homicide on the murder scene Ho-Homicide on the murder scene, on the murder scene, on the murder scene Ho-Homicide on the murder scene Ho-Homicide on the murder scene Ho-Homicide on the murder scene, on the murder scene, on the murder scene Ho-Homicide Homicide on the murder scene, on the murder scene, on the murder scene
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