Lox - Kiss Of Death lyrics
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[Jadakiss]<br />
They tryin-they comin' for my head po (uh)<br />
They're tryin' to put pressure on a nigga<br />
Huh, short notice (uh-huh)<br />
Got sumpin' for them niggaz though (uh-huh)<br />
Yo<br />
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[Verse 1]<br />
I'm like the Dow Jones of rap, my stocks is high<br />
And it never was all of, so stop the lies<br />
Mothafuckas'll blow your brains out, and watch you bleed<br />
The same niggaz that you trust, let 'em watch your seed<br />
You got a dead niggaz, money don't stop the greed<br />
That's why now I gotta rock my vest, pop my 3<br />
And whoever die first, may god forgive<br />
The nigga who lives, sometimes you gotta handle your biz<br />
To my niggaz when I die, keep inhalin' the lye<br />
And come to my wake high, when your tellin' me bye<br />
What goes around comes around, am I comin' or goin'?<br />
All i'm tryin' to do is leave you numb, gunnin' or flowin'<br />
I might cock-back the gauge, and start shootin' at 'cha people<br />
I'm lookin for the devil ''cause money's the root of evil<br />
And 'Kiss won't be happy 'til my bezel look see-thru<br />
Until I flood N-Y with pediquo and diesle<br />
Catch me with the top, off my whip<br />
Bust my gun while it's still tucked so you could hop, off my dick<br />
I run with a few parolees, all thieves, that rocks ice<br />
Blue pacholies and rolies<br />
At the mob meetin', keep quite when the God speakin'<br />
Squeeze my joint, 'til my mothafuckin' palm squeakin'<br />
And nevermind who the lox'll sign to (that's right)<br />
What difference do it make nigga?<br />
Just listen to the tape nigga (c'mon)<br />
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[Chorus]<br />
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Jay to the mmwwaa, hustle coke, ryde or die (uh)<br />
Kiss hand-wash money, let it drip dry (uh-huh)<br />
Jay to the mmwwaa, keep cowards on their toes (yeah)<br />
Kiss push the drop, rock the ice, get the hoes (uh)<br />
Jay to the mmwwaa got the smash on the block (uh-huh)<br />
Kiss got the label's tellin' niggaz not to drop (tell 'em)<br />
Everthing you get (uh-huh), you really don't expect (naw)<br />
''cause when you Jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death<br />
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[Verse 2]<br />
Yeah, Yo, Yo<br />
I wanna know, is the promise land heaven or hell?<br />
''cause the niggaz that made promises, most of them fell<br />
If you hungry, then I got some niggaz servin' the shells<br />
With no sauce, and they silver, only take one to kill you<br />
It's a small world, so you better guard your secrets<br />
And it's easy to get money, but it's hard to keep it<br />
Never was the one that like to hound no bitch<br />
All I do is try to keep niggaz around me rich<br />
Screw all-a-y'all cowards, I consider you lames<br />
Had to save my lunch money just to get in the game<br />
That was back when I used-ta have a mean back-spin<br />
And no mack-10, it was just bats then<br />
U know, beat a nigga down, take his rope<br />
Now we-a, heat a nigga down, take his coke<br />
And you can call me if you wanna bye them thangs<br />
I get 'em half-price ''cause papi know my name<br />
Call me, Jay to the mmwwaa<br />
And everything you got in your livin room, I got in my car<br />
'Cept for the bar<br />
I try to put a little money away<br />
''cause you know they say, tommorrow ain't promised today<br />
Either bubblin' or strugglin', nuttin between<br />
Or have a grimie nigga like me, fuckin' ya Queen<br />
And the Kiss only do shit with niggaz I know (that's right)<br />
And the outside nigga can't fuck up my flow (c'mon)<br />
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[Chorus]<br />
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Jay to the mmwwaa, hustle coke, ryde or die<br />
Kiss hand-wash money, let it drip dry<br />
Jay to the mmwwaa, keep cowards on their toes<br />
Kiss push the drop, rock the ice, get the hoes<br />
Jay to the mmwwaa got the smash on the block<br />
Kiss got the label's tellin' niggaz not to drop<br />
Everthing you get, you really don't expect<br />
''cause when you Jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death<br />
Uh
