Twista - Unsolved Mystery lyrics

rate me

I know a whole bunch of motherfuckers thats prepared whoop

Leave a body bloody red to scoop

Poppin off lead for loot

Shot the pussy up from head to boot

Just for talkin dramatic when it was static you was scared to shoot

Police prepared to swoop

To catch a nigga on the runway but don't none stay for the white chalk

If aired out your tip whatch your lip niggas pipes talk

I you wasn't seen then you might walk

Even if it ain't the time of day niggas will find a way like locos off of nodos

Cappin when you servin your blows niggas doze hoes

Got the popos posin as hobos

Take a photo of him please

Tell the Chi Town he freeze they don't give a fuck if it was DT's

They be up like the sea breeze on CC's

And they handin out these murders like free cheese

Could you pass me the B please

I got intercate shit to kick even though I campaign with a gang

Bumpin though in different denominations in the nations,

and the nations racin worried bacause I'm slangin the thangs

If you can ahng up at my town up a K Town

if you dissin them then you dissin me

Niggas actin like they glad to die so if you had to try,

if they faded you it wouldn't mean shit to me

just a unsolved mystery

Before I saw his body lyin down

I heard a motherfucker crying now

Have you ever seen a bitch nigga give into mysery

And left an unsolved mystery

Before I saw his body lyin down

I heard a motherfucker crying now

Call the popo the man and mess

Shot up his head and chess

Put to rest now the rest should be history

Before I saw his body lyin down

I heard a motherfucker crying now

Have you ever seen a bitch nigga give into mysery

And left an unsolved mystery

Before I saw his body lyin down

I heard a motherfucker crying now

Niggas actin like they glad to die

So if you had to try

If they faded you it wouldn't mean shit to me

In a hoopty shorty's will design a spot

So when the get pulled over them people wouldn't find the spot

But if you ain't got it hid you have the flowest

if you can throw it and motherfucker its a nine to knot

Just go back to where your thang lay

Cause lo key niggas they started out in the gang way

But if you wild when your aim spray

Them niggas that you aired out is gonna be comin back the same day

In the middle of a war you ain't on the tip

if you get the guns and clips to keep doin what you doin

Is it the same chiefs that got the same beef

claimin they ain't been doin the bruh be givin it to 'em

Flamboyant niggas must be slow

If your bitch ain't get popped then its a blessin she a lucky hoe

Cause no matter where the fuck he go

In K Town they will dress him in a casket and tuxedo

Cause you can't be actin thug roof

Because of Hennesey and drug use these niggas love juice

Some don't even considered gettin caught

cause when you talk up some shit the gonna be quick and let the slugs loose

These motherfuckers heart is love boo

Especially like them niggas up at Ghostown Windy City snipe

Cause its a pitty when hype

For niggas wanna get witty

For comin too pretty

Get the chilli filled and desipher

To pay the piper and bow to viper

Twice is rough

Now is what I'm kickin hype enough

Cause everytime I puff and write this stuff

I kick a frenzy facin fuckin and fury cause I dont like to bluff

So if we ever get into it and let the static get to me

Lets squash it and make it history

Niggas actin like the glad to die

So if you had to try

If they faded you it wouldn't mean shit to me

Just an unsolved mystery

Now listen they be kickin hocus pocus

I done said shit to put your motherfucking eyes out of focus

So writing what I wrote is hopeless

If you see our base and you said then you better be ferosheous

And matter fact I hope the dopest

For to try to cope this is hopeless

Cause my lethal rhymes

Is the kind that can beat you blind

And pre-design

I pee through mine

Like I see through lines

Check the brain and see define

The reason I'm gunnin I tried the runnin

Cause I should have let you know

I don't give a fuck you was fronted because you was blunted

West side to the hunters you can't step to hoe

In the state of emergency urgenlty the ambulance will come

And then the law will come demand the gun

But bullshit irrelevence they need evidence

or trippin on elegance they be holdin out they hands for some

If anything they'll hand 'em some

Or get wit him here come the victum he be shot up in his pants and lungs

Cause he actin hard and ran his tongue

Don't mean another nigga he meet in the street gonna be the man to run

Cause a prison is some shit to see

Matter of fact fuck the talkin my lip let me hit the B

Niggas actin like they glad to die

So if you had to try

If they faded you it wouldn't mean shit to me

Just an unsolved mystery