Песня Killa Killa / Dead Man в исполнении Lox Chatterbox - слушать онлайн в хорошем качестве или скачать трек в Mp3 бесплатно на ПК или телефон.
I've been riding 'round yo city with that killa killa (Killa killa) From California Police shit What you want familia (Want familia) I've been riding 'round yo city with that killa killa (Killa killa) Now I'm an accomplice to murda, murda! 'Cause I've been on some shit 'Cause I've been on some shit On some shit, yeah 'Cause I've been on some shit On some shit, yeah Yea-yea-yea-yeah I've been on some shit You ain't fuckin with Uh Yeah, came in it like I just woke up and I'm late for the day shift (Fuck that shit) And my feet on the earth but my head in the sky with the spaceship (Spaceships?) What you know 'bout the killa, But you know 'bout the killa And the fish scared (And the fish, what?) You can smell it from the bag, I'm about to get you high like Dizel(?) To tell the truth, I'm so truthfully addicted I cannot define the root (the root) Of what it is consuming me And keeping me so dark that I cannot repent I get a feeling sometimes; it makes me wonder how I keep from going under (How I keep from going under) I really wanna get high Cause ive been on some other shit (you mother.fuckers!) You confine me, up in your metropolis With the little Jefferey Domma (?) up in my pockets Just poppin offa my mouth like a popular politician Cause I've been on some shit the Illuminati would censor Without a doubt, mention my name and you better spell it out L-O-X shit on the Vatican; Imma call 'em out The killa, killa, sayin I'm a killa, man (Killa-wha?) Right then, who the killa with the kilograms I've been riding 'round yo city with that killa killa (Killa killa) From California Police shit What you want familia (Want familia) I've been riding 'round yo city with that killa killa (Killa killa) Now I'm an accomplice to murda, murda! 'Cause I've been on some shit On some shit, yeah 'Cause I've been on some shit On some shit, yeah 'Cause I've been on some shit On some shit, yeah Yea-yea-yea-yeah I've been on some shit You ain't fuckin with Yeah Anybody wanna try to do what I've been doin' (wha?) And I guarantee they aint gon' be surviving through it (nah) Cause I'm volatile, like a rag on a Molotov When somebody try to put a lighter to it Pop, pop, mix it up like a chop-shop Lox been better mounds, motherfucker try to move it I confess, I've been high since conception, Been dope since I came out the vagina fluid (Ugh) But now I'm so lifted I could be a piece No offence, but my eyes looking Vietnamese I got the killa (killa), I got the killa (huh) Better bring the beat back like EMT Don't start, Nowhere to run Why you starin' at me like your eyelids stuck Don't start, don't interrupt Cause I won't be liable for... Fucker, pass me my shit Let's start that shit up Cause I don't think they fuckin understand About to let this shit sink in I've been riding 'round yo city with that killa killa (Killa killa) From California Police shit What you want familia (Want familia) I've been riding 'round yo city with that killa killa (Killa killa) N-now I'm an accomplice to murda, murda! 'Cause I've been on some shit On some shit, yeah (yeah) 'Cause I've been on some shit On some shit, yeah 'Cause I've been on some shit On some shit, yeah Yea-yea-yea-yeah I've been on some shit You ain't fuckin with Uh What's a motherfuckin blunt, cause I really wanna smoke now And where the motherfuking haters, cause they all getting woke now It's got me thinking, is anybody original anymore, Cause I really feel like it's getting so minimal And where the motherfuckers that have been sleeping on me forever Cause I got a vendetta, I won't forget 'em now Uh I got the lighter with the gas, got the fire with the killbill, son (With the killbill, son) I got the bomb, on the pier, got the brick, make you feel real numb (Make you feel real numb) I got the motherfuckin extraordinarily unbelievable shit that make you salivate And anywhere in America, doesn't matter where, We got weight your face could never calibrate (Calibrate) I've been riding 'round yo city with that killa killa (Killa killa) From California Police shit What you want familia Like fuck 'em I'm a dead man walking There ain't really anything that you can do, like Fuck 'em I'm a dead man walking 1-2-3-4, 1-2-3- Yeah Came in it so fresh that I'm dripping wet Gotta do my own thing, no disrespect I ain't running with none of ya'll goons, Preaching big politics like a heavyset diplomat I've been out here (out here) Killing illuminati motherfuckers I probably should've mentioned that (oops) Anybody wanna interj-j-j-j-ject, nah Fuck that, getting G's like I'm in a jet See you out, tryna ball on me, Intersect every single track that I jot, leave 'em handicapped Cause I came out the coffin (coffin) And I'm back from the dead, like evil dead Defeat the purpose of dying if you defy death I guess I'm lucky, and I still got nine left (nine left) Well, it's kinda what I do though (what's that?) New things that haven't been defined yet (oh). Every day when I wake up (wake up) I ask cousin but I ain't getting no break up And I haven't gotten her sign yet Quit sleepin on me (I was just letting my eyes rest) Yeah, right Wrists don't even compare me to anybody Matter of fact, you can leave your hopes at dinner parties With fellow baffles, and I count up to 20 bodies Probably better off, cause you never invited me Now they out, on the hunt, tryna find me Dawg, to my sit(?), but I can't slow down Aint no way that I could get a mothafucka off me, They just wanna see me as a blue corpse, now (damn) Ain't nobody on top forever (nope) On top forever Even if you got a cult together, with colts and daggers You still bleed like all the others, Remember that Like fuck 'em I'm a dead man walking There ain't really anything that you can do, like Fuck 'em I'm a dead man walking Like fuck 'em There ain't really anything that you can do, like Look, we all dead man walking Hoppin round here till our heads pop off (Pop off?) None of us even see when it's coming Kind of like a shareholder when the stocks drop off (drop off) Everybody walking 'round so clueless 'Till they meet the maker and they realize who it is Call it the Devil, ghosts, and the Illuminati Cause its really only different to enthusiasts Fuck a theory or anybody's conspiracies (yeah) Or people tryna judge me by my purity I'm obviously gonna ruffle some feathers With my point of views and the words I speak But I never won, I never one to be biting my tongue Remember that But I never won, I never one to be biting my tongue Not me Look, I got such a big hunger my stomach is growling It sounding like thunder (rah) I've already devoured all the competition that they conjured (ha!) I'm the Illuminati killa, buckle all your seats for departure (we takin off!) I'm the Illuminati killa, buckle all your seats for departure! Illuminati is watching me, I've been paranoid I can't avoid it, no medication can fill the void My soul's destroyed, I've been writing, my haters overjoyed They celebrate, cause soon I'll be dipped in ameboma(?) fluid Like fuck 'em I'm a dead man walking There ain't really anything that you can do, like Fuck 'em I'm a dead man walking Like fuck 'em There ain't really anything that you can do, like Contrary to common belief, mortality is not such a horrible concept and should be embraced rather than feared.
