LEATHAFASE - What Is It Worth lyrics

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What Is It Worth / Leathafase[Intro: Leathafase]Hillside, Stone Gang, Face Leather.[Chorus 2X: Leathafase]Life what is it worth, To push you into the EarthI let your arteries squirt, A little blood on my shirtDon't worry this won't hurt, Soon as the nine mil jerkI'll blow the back of your brains, Bury you under the dirt[Leathafase]I post choke'n the glock, Plus I'm holding a rockDog I'm falling on the block and it's crawling with copsMy niggas love me a lot and tell me dead on the spotThat they'll jump in front of the bullet, Before I get shotMy heart is boiling hot, So I'ma do it the sameRun up on you like the narcs and push two in your brainIt's all Kool and the Gang, Son I'm doing my thingYou try to ruin my dream I'll make you a permanent stainAs I burn em into flames worse then Puffy in the ad-libsA pistol grip shotgun is known to crack ribsMad kids running in the park, I'll unfasten your wigsAnd give em nightmares for years to come, You digTaking a swig of Remy Martin straight in a plastic cupShort fuse lit, I wild out til your plastered upThat's what up, A complex plan of attackCauses my goons to move in synchronized killing packsSpray off heavy artillery, My frame's still intactAnd baby my dick is a dog, In the bed killing catsBrraaatt, She likes it like that, She could never refuseThe essence of this thug's passion, Making her juice oozeNow I ate the pussy once, But don't get it confusedThat was the Mother of my son, Before she got usedI refuse but rapidly learn the rules of the G codeNever explode, Just brush'n off the shoulders like soThen I was told, Never turn a hoe into a house wifeBut yo, I think I turned a house wife into a hoeHere we go, Another episode, The wild world of LeathafaseDeep throat the nine and tell me how the Beretta tasteA cold case file, Is now an unsolved mysteryTurn a rapper into a dead rapper and make him historyIt's the consistency of the baking soda and baseThat got me saying you aint shit with my gun in your faceMake no mistakes son I'm real hard, What is you a retardMy God squad would transform and start the holy jihadI arise flames, Liquid lead rainingSick with the dead aim when I'm military campaigning on you[Chorus 2X]