Lloyd Banks - Officer Down lyrics
rate me<BR>
Too easy, man can't a motherfucker round you see me<br>
You'd need a AK and a genie, a whole POUND of wheaties<br>
My heart so freezy, 3d birdie to the click you claim<br>
Victories my valentine, I'm in a different lane<br>
Strong as cocaine<br>
Long as I'm sane I won't be took for games<br>
I can guarantee when it's over you won't look the same<br>
Drownin' in shame, callin' my name's like callin' Candy Man<br>
Suicide on a platter, splatter your brain, he banned<br>
Understand, this ain't a obstacle it's comical<br>
The shades you wear been blindin' you<br>
Everyone knows what I'ma do<br>
Everyone knows I'm lava, fool<br>
Bet he come more phenomenal <br>
Deadly, ready for drama<br>
Whoever want it can climb in too<br>
Broken ego's I promise you, desert eagles and llamas threw<br>
W-why would you f-fuck wit me, s-stupid move<br>
C-come around, get f-f-found beat up and bruised<br>
You need support, a couple crews<br>
Beef out here ain't nothin' new, I'll make you sleep uncomfortable<br>
Nightmares of P.O. punchin' you, flatline<br>
Doctor pumpin' you, the blind could see the punk in you<br>
Girl in you, bitch in you, I will kick thru all of you <br>
Football wit you, soccer when we see him, DDT him<br>
Leave him bleedin', we'll be even<br>
Even thru coppin' and pleading<br>
He been talkin' bout the weight he push<br>
Use to punch the clock in jail, drove his mama car 'round<br>
Now he got whatchu want for sale<br>
See it, I bought it; it's official if I flaunt it<br>
If ya diamond really real then put the diamond tester on it<br>
He don't want it<br>
I'll run up on his shadow hit him proper<br>
He bout real as a 4 dollar bill, Carol City Copper<br>
Chop 'em down, one by one, two by two this what I do<br>
If you knew what I knew then you'll be cool, you'll be thru<br>
He makin' money? Well we makin' money too, whoopee doo<br>
We'll be here long after he disappear, this is proof<br>
151 in the booth, so slippery...son is the truth<br>
Come get me, I'm in the coupe<br>
4-fizzy, I'm in the loop wit Biggie, piece of fruit CAKE<br>
They don't want no problems watch they boots SHAKE<br>
Tremble, terrified, now it's too LATE<br>
There's no stoppin' till I see empires crumble beside me<br>
Entire families divided, diggin' ya hole is my hobby<br>
Ya sorry, probably the weakest shit to try me<br>
I be everywhere the guap be, and ya fat, musty and sloppy<br>
Freeway "Ricky Ross" copy, and the real one's comin' home<br>
Peace to him, fuck-you<br>
Click, Pop pop pop, I'm gone<br>
I'm too strong, you been warned<br>
Quiet storm when I perform<br>
When I get on, I'm like B.I.G., Pac, L reborn<br>
Word to mama, word is bond<br>
Long kiss goodnight, the pistol tight, my clip too tight<br>
You superthug, I'm kryptonite<br>
Sleep wit me, ya bitch just might<br>
Same promotion, different fight<br>
Still ballin', poppin' bottles, my wrist is white<br>
Drive the cars that bitches like, this is like<br>
Practice, pay ya taxes<br>
'Fore you spit my name out backwards<br>
A-a-ask around, I'm in brackets wit legendary rappers<br>
R-r-ratchets as we taxi, ask me if I give a fuck f-fuckem' ALL<br>
Makaveli when I bomb, I hit em' up<br>
G-g-get buck, cut, stuck, look<br>
Wont make much a difference, this is child's play<br>
L-l-lyrical battery ya'll way<br>
Pretty ladies in my mercedes, product of the '80s<br>
40's, 50's blick'ies wit me hit me they call me crazy<br>
High and hazy, shady, grimey, slimey in every way<br>
30 cities, 30 shooters, we're like the NBA<br>
Blaze when you want me stop, tough plot<br>
Big macs for every one you can eat, pound for every pound you got<br>
Call me loyal, honored, armored in bullet catchin' garment<br>
Getcha versace pirhanna'd, mangled, and left retarded<br>
I'm on another planet, fuck made him pick me to spar wit?<br>
We 2 different niggas, that makes you a special target<br>
In this market they let impersonators walk 'round<br>
50 bodied you, I just laid the chalk down<br>
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