- Nine Redrum 歌詞
- Nine
- Must be the chronic that got these ***** thinkin they bionic
They better get the hell of that gin and tonic
Bring the blues, I shatter and batter crews
Cant lose, dont snooze on the 30 shot
Whos on my my hip when I leave my residence
Get me fed I spit lead and leave u dead like presidents
**** is silly, bust the sequel
Im runnin from the cops and still gotta watch for my own people
Stress leads me down the path of redrum
Smart enough get some mad enough take some
Want some, need some, **** around and bleed some
Dont get dumb, Ill beat that ass like a drum
Hostility is buildin on a daily basis
Sick of all the nonsense save the mean faces, I aint scared Of you
My glock erases wrinkles leavin expressions of pain
Cant think with a bullet in your fn brain
I hop skip and jump bail
I aint goin upstate again
Im in the alley hidin in a garbage pail
Peep the style of the runaway child
Livin wild, poppin stick like noon now
Ooh child, things aint gettin no better or easier
My hair is gettin peazier, Im lovin it dont worry
Be nappy on the regular, live long and prosper
Get yours, love your mom, safe ***, etc...
The streets are filled with temptaion and madd sin
The last thing we need is saint ives
Suicide on the rise, everybody think they uzi weighs a tonne
****s gettin hectic, too much redrum
Everybody wan heaven, them not wan dead Redrum
99 bottles of beer on the wall all u need is 2 ******
To drink them all
And start illin, think about killin a villain on your way to hell
where sa-tan dwell
Cant tell whos good or bad
Whos got love, or whos jealous
Whos sceamin, whos the angel
Whos the demon, whos the ***** fiendin
Mass confusion over illusions, brothers cruisin
With the shotty, la de da de, they came to party
Ready to lick shots like lollipops
On blocks its hot, anybody can get shot even cops
When it rains it pours, bullets have no names
It puts a strain on my brain, as I try to maintain
Its drivin me crazy but I can walk from here
I feel close to insane, I gots no fear
My mental is scrambled like eggs
It ****s me up, everytime I see a black man when he begs
Washin windows, tap dancin, prancin, struttin
Most of the time people give his ass nuttin!
A quarter here, a quarter there, now u know why we murda
Bein homeless, to me is unheard of
Ill do whatever I gotta do
And if I get locked then I got 3 hots and cot true
But jail cells are full with ******, every day
Mayday, theyre gotta be a better way
To make it is easy, to keep it is the hard ****
U need some lessons to move on up like the jeffersons
Some aim teks to get respect, where rolex
Drive a phat lex around the projects
Flexin and plexin until they catch a dum-dum slug
**** is bugged on the streets, too much redrum
Everybody wan heaven, them not wan dead Redrum
Everybody wan heaven... heaven...
Redrum
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