BOOTLEG - Death Before Dishonesty lyrics

rate me

Sometimes I feel like I've been infiltrated

Mama told me I'm too related

By niggas I'm often hated

The reefer keeps me sedated

I've waded through life's shadows

Fighting personal battles

Killin' snitches who tattle

I slaughter bitches like cattle

Placin' 'em on a hit list

Never leaving a witness

Only the real niggas will understand when I spit this

Watch me handle my bidniss

In a Gambino fashion

I kiss a fool when I kill 'em

Homicide with a passion

Now he's missing in action

His body buried in Vegas

Made niggas done paid us

We kill for Mafia wages

Read my murderous pages

Travel through different stages

Discovering my descendants been homicidal for ages

Proving death is contagious

The reaper won't let 'em stop it

Since it's comin' regardless, I might as well buck fo' profit

Split with my glock and drop it

Leaving his body bloated

Left an ounce on the scene, now they figure dope was the motive

Purchase plastic explosives

Hook it to yo' ignition

(?)Bury(?) on recognition

Are found in the foetal position

Killin' my competition

Stimulates my ambition

My mission's to look at fission'

While cooking key's in my kitchen

[Chorus x4]

(Death Before Dishonesty)

The penalty for crossin' me

Is inside of me

Using weapons I'm goin' at 'em

I refuse to loose the game, I play it like chess

Mind full of strategies, street soldiers get put to rest

Crossing enemy lines, to find specific pushes

I'm a paid ghetto mercenary walkin' through ambushes

Confusing opponents

Escaping traps like Whoodini

Show 'em that a G can lead an army like Musalini

Foreign minister signing an order that I should be captured

Then they found the fool assassinated just moments after

See my objective, is to conquer the whole regime

And take the art of terrorism to the fullest extreme

Spies from other nations

Sharing their information

Using Pit Bulls to implement interrogation

Government regulations

Killin's my occupation

Federal judges murdered wit' blood from AIDS patients

Biological weapons

Play at your own risk

A mind full of terror

Your nuttiest scientist

Do you wanna ride with me?

Come and ride to the other side

Keepin' yo' grip up in the air as I guide you

Buckin' on motherfuckers

Me and my pistol; best friends wippin' on you suckers

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Live and die for money, I hustle 'till the sirens come

Slangin' ounces out of my weight houses

Drinkin' 2 for 1's

Plenty guns

Hoes makin' runs to get cooking utensils

My credentials a glock automatic stamped with my initials

Nickel plated pistols for workers slangin' yay-yo for me

Brought 'em all down from a different town

Don't none of my workers know me

If you owe me and livin' cozy, be prepared to enter

Your daughters school and find her missin' from the day-care center

How can you murder a killa'?

I refuse to die

Niggas be plotting and scheming

On my drug supply

Witness a murder recital

Flippin' murderous pages

Rippin' out organs that's vital

With killa' 12 gauges

How can you murder a demon, whose heart never skips a beat?

You better wake up, you dreamin', come see me where the gangsters meet

Nothing can save you from loosing all that you've come to cherish

So be prepared to go, yo, it's time to perish

Chemicals alter my brain

When I drain it's strange

Some say the game can make you change when you havin' thangs

I'm a G You a G

So fo' you and me

Before they take us off this Earth

It's Death Before Dishonesty

[CHORUS x4]