Spice 1 & MC Eiht

Spice 1 & MC Eiht - 1990-Sick (Kill 'Em All) lyrics

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Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all

'Cuz everybody dyin' on this motherfuckin' album

Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all

Don't kick up in the dirt when I'm puttin' in work

Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all

'Cuz everybody dyin' on this motherfuckin' album

I murda like this, I murda like that

(This, that)

Pull an AK-47 up out my motherfuckin' gangsta hat

Professional, Columbian, Necktie, barbwire

Strangula, over killa, dead fuckin' body hanga

Peepin' out the window with an A.K., pullin' up on these copper

Helicoptas, squad cars, swat teams with choppers

They tellin' me, "Nigga, get the fuck out before ya die

If you surrender, we'll make sure that you quickly fry"

Should I kick open the door and go to war

Or should I stick my throat

Leave a pipe bomb and a fuck you note

Hallucinations of seein' lynched bodies burnin'

And all the po-po had faces like Mark Fuhrman

Tear gas through my glass window pane

They wanna put me back up in the nut house again

But I'm not goin' back and take my prozac

They can keep the straight jacket

And leave a straight motherfuckin' jack

A straight motherfuckin' jack

A straight motherfuckin' jack

Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all

'Cuz everybody dyin' on this motherfuckin' album

Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all

Don't kick up in the dirt when I'm puttin' in work

Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all

'Cuz everybody dyin' on this motherfuckin' album

Get the hell off my dick, I'm 1990-Sick

(1990-Sick)

(1990-Sick)

(1990-Sick)

(1990-Sick)

Nigga's to pull the lynch, yayo case and stick

Marcia Clark screamin' out murda, jumpin' on OJ's dick

Motherfuckers still sufferin' and healin'

Some high tech knowledga white boys

Blew up the fuckin' fed buildin'

Crazy niggaz still bangin' and slangin' crack

To the death, when the game put 'em up on they back

Motherfuckers catchin' AIDS, from shootin' hop

And phony niggaz still get sprayed up on the block

And I ain't changed much, hell

I'm still smokin' four or five motherfuckin' choppers before it's twelve

Motherfuckers think they know me, but they don't know

I'm sellin' first class tickets to the murda show

Don't wanna rap about no nigga, let's get it on

Bustin domes, buck shots through your rib bone

So all you niggaz up in the magazines talkin' shit

Get off my dick, I'm 1990-Sick

Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all

'Cuz everybody dyin' on this motherfuckin' album

Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all

Don't kick up in the dirt when I'm puttin' in work

Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all

'Cuz everybody dyin' on this motherfuckin' album

1990-sick, I grasp my dick

The lunatic quick to grab my tech, put slugs up in your neck

Compton is the city where I come from

Desert Eagle packin dum ditty, ditty dum

I won't just smoke you

I be terrifyin', horrifyin' G, yeah, I'ma choke you

The killa niggaz on hop

We tear up your spot, Eiht, Spice, and my fuckin' nigga Pac

Don't cross my path, no class

I be like shit in your motherfuckin' ass

Bullets I spit at you, your hood I slid through

Evil niggaz tryin' to get rid of you

No witnesses, so don't ask no questions

Flee the scene, one time'll be arrestin'

Killa niggaz don't play that

It's Compton on no like your dome we stompin'

But in that gang affiliation

Shit goes pop, we won't stop

Uhh, in 1990-Sick

Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all

'Cuz everybody dyin' on this motherfuckin' album

Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all

Don't kick up in the dirt when I'm puttin' in work

Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all

'Cuz everybody dyin' on this motherfuckin' album

Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all

'Cuz everybody dyin' on this motherfuckin' album

Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all

Don't kick up in the dirt when I'm puttin' in work

Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all

'Cuz everybody dyin' on this motherfuckin' album

Get the hell off my dick, I'm 1990-Sick

1990-Sick

1990-Sick

1990-Sick

1990-Sick

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