kiss of death 1999
AHH!!
They tryin-they comin' for my head po (uh)
They're tryin' to put pressure on me man
Huh, short notice (uh-huh)
Got sumpin' for them niggas though (uh-huh)
Yo
I'm like the Dow Jones of rap, my stocks is high
And it never was all love so stop the lies
Mothafuckas'll blow your brains out and watch you bleed
The same niggas that you trust, let 'em watch your seed
You got a dead niggas money don't stop the greed
That's why now I gotta rock my vest, pop my 3
And whoever die first, may god forgive
The nigga who lives, sometimes you gotta handle your biz
To my niggas when I die, keep inhalin' the lye
And come to my wake high, when your tellin' me bye
What goes around comes around, am I comin' or goin'?
All I'm tryin' to do is leave you numb, gunnin' or flowin'
I might cock-back the gauge, and start shootin' at 'cha people
I'm lookin for the devil 'cuz money's the root of evil
And 'Kiss won't be happy 'til my bezel look see-thru
Until I flood N-Y with perico and diesle
Catch me with the top, off my whip
Bust my gun while it's still tucked so you could hop, off my dick
I run with a few parolees, all thieves, that rock ice
Blue pacholies and rolies
At the mob meetin', keep quite when the God speakin'
Squeeze my joint 'til my mothafuckin' palm squeakin'
And nevermind who the lox'll sign to (that's right)
What difference do it make nigga?
Just listen to the tape nigga (c'mon)
Jay to the mmwwaa, hustle coke, ride or die (uh)
Kiss hand-wash money, let it drip dry (uh-huh)
Jay to the mmwwaa, keep cowards on their toes (yeah)
Kiss push the drop, rock the ice, get the hoes (uh)
Jay to the mmwwaa got the smash on the block (uh-huh)
Kiss got the labels tellin' niggas not to drop (tell 'em)
Everthing you get (uh-huh), you really don't expect (naw)
'Cuz when you Jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death
Yeah, Yo, Yo
I wanna know, is the promised land heaven or hell?
'Cuz the niggas that made promises, most of them fell
If you hungry, then I got some niggas servin' the shells
With no sauce, and they silver, only take one to kill you
It's a small world, so you better guard your secrets
And it's easy to get money, but it's hard to keep it
Never been the one that like to hound no bitch
All I do is try to keep niggas around me rich
Screw all-a-y'all cowards, I consider you lames
Had to save my lunch money just to get in the game
That was back when I used-ta have a mean back-spin
And no mack-10, it was just bats then
You know, beat a nigga down, take his rope
Now we-a, heat a nigga down, take his coke
And you can call me if you wanna bye them thangs
I get 'em half-price 'cuz papi know my name
Call me, Jay to the mmwwaa
And everything you got in your livin room, I got in my car
'Cept for the bar
I try to put a little money away
'Cuz you know they say, tommorrow ain't promised today
Either bubblin' or strugglin', nuttin between
Or have a grimy nigga like me, fuckin' ya Queen
And the Kiss only do shit with niggas I know (that's right)
And the outside nigga can't fuck up my flow (c'mon)
Jay to the mmwwaa, hustle coke, ryde or die
Kiss hand-wash money, let it drip dry
Jay to the mmwwaa, keep cowards on their toes
Kiss push the drop, rock the ice, get the hoes
Jay to the mmwwaa got the smash on the block
Kiss got the label's tellin' niggas not to drop
Everthing you get, you really don't expect
'Cuz when you Jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death
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