Twista

[fox69]

"Crook County (Bone Crusher Mix)"
(feat. The Speedknot Mobstaz, Newsense)

"Crook County (Bone Crusher Mix)"
(feat. The Speedknot Mobstaz, Newsense)



[Liffy Stokes]
In the Chi, it's kill or be killed, hussle or die
You gotsta take the pie, momma didn't lie
Look in my eyes you see the realness
The nine makes you feel this
The pain that I'm going through 'til I'm sitting on millions
My minds on that paper, wishin' upon a caper
I need to stack now, I will pay for my sins later
When I'm living greater, the mind state of a Westside native
It's sick in the head, dodgin' Feds everyday
See me load the AK, watch 'em run when we spray
Get the fuck up out my way and for pray that this pistol play
'Cause when I'm heated I'm gunning 'til there's nothing in sight
So cancel Christmas muthafucka, fuck you and your life

[Mayz]
Niggas in my mob is too suave
We ride hundred G cars, in it like the world is ours
Don't disrespect or get your chest split like cigars
In this county of crooks tryin' to avoid jail bars
But it's so hard to make cheese especially
If you ain't got no Ph.D. or connect on phat keys
See mobstability is for niggas with nothing to lose
Going psycho from this drama you go through paying dues
I get a buck in your side tryin' to hussle for a ride
Or hittin' the block to find out one of your guys just died
So don't come to the Chi, it's just risky as hell
'Cause K-Town niggas'll bomb on that ass like a stealth

[Chorus]
In the county of crooks: gangbangers, killers and slangers
With judges be quick to hang us homies and strangers
No bluffin', we bustin'
Like a kamikaze, watch our bodies come up
War (?) then it's on, now we gon' strap up, what's up

[Repeat Chorus]

[Newsense]
Our county's so crooked, Psycho Drama invented the style
Then damn near everybody took it and passed it around
Now these muthafuckas all look and see 'cause we puttin' it down
And ain't no sooner or later, the world gon' realize they fakin'
Then snatch they tapes of the shelves and break 'em, eliminate 'em
Just as fast as Creator's Way can create shit
Now they all on some hation, just like them nigga
Like ain't nobody done a thing
But we run a reason around these bitches
The more tapes we make the more they all go broke, so fuck 'em
If it ain't no love then it ain't none
If it is, then nigga then say something
'Cause more of this beats gon' stomp and keep on stompin'
And Drama make that solemn promise
That shorty flyin' all on niggas' business

[Twista]
Come look around Crook County, look around, you found me
I must've been bad to the bone, get the mask and the chrome
This Chi gotta die from a blast to the dome
Nigga, not muthafuckin' Ouija board
I receive my blessings from G's and Lord, nine-millies and source
But the art of war nigga, must've found breathin' bored
Tellin' me to look into your eyes, all I see is a bitch
Tell Krayzie in New Orleans that he bit
Talkin' about you was lovin' my shit
Hit the bud and got sent on that shit odyssey mumblin' r&b
You can keep the apology, you gon' try to dishonor me
Kill the Hoes of the Harmony
Just when you thought it was safe
The Bone niggas 'bout to get slaughtered and raped
I can slow down and audit the tape
Y'all bent and all y'all who thought it was fake
Now watch (?) on the stage, beef and the rage
Die on the first on the month, 'cause it's than the blunt
Why would you compete to be doomed, now you gon' see Eazy-E soon
Feel the boom of the reprecussion, 'cause the reefer's still rushin'
When I reach and start bustin'
I'm a Bone Crusher, crook county or nothin
Ain't no bluffin'

[Chorus (2x)]

 

[fox69]

"D.O.A"

"D.O.A"


Dead on arrival
Swear to God I'ma kill him as if I done put my hands on the Bible
Get him cause I'm liable
to rock a motherfucker off especially if I get my hands on the rifle
Do the damn thang
Nothin that can stop a nigga, pop a nigga off as if you are champagne
Put him in the ambulance but ain't no resusitation
cause he done got knocked off point blank range
It's a crisis the way niggaz'll pull up or shoot
Last week, the streets just put him in a coupe
This week, the streets just put him in a suit
Six feet under with dirt on top of the roof
Put him in the grave
People standin over your body and they wonderin if his soul'll be saved
Or if it has risen or if it will be forbidden
by the way you was doin shit that could've put you in prison
Now you ain't with the livin, cause you wasn't the shooter or didn't know how to shoot
Either way feel the fury or I'll make the block cripple
Come in like a mosh pit'll
be the nigga knowin if he bust the Glocks it'll put you up in the hospital
And when you on the way
And they get a look at the way that the bullets spray
Everybody about to know that we don't play
Makin sure that your body arrive D.O.A.

Or dead on arrival (dead on arrival)...
Dead on arrival...

Dead on arrival
Saw him roll up on the block and put some shots up in the head of a rival
Then up on the passanger side of the vehicle
he hit you with the artillery simply cause he didn't like you
Shoulda knew not to piss him off
[cough] Catch a disease of a gun cause it'll cough
Better watch your mouth
If you see some grown folks of a higher pedigree especially if it be your boss
These lil' niggaz ain't playin
Soon as you come up and start talkin shit then they sprayin
Want you to ride in the whip then they stand
Soon as they see the nigga hit then they ran
Straight got jokes
They don't want no part of a nigga that's comin at 'em ambitiously with the toast
Point blank range if you let 'em too close
Send up for homicide, body was lookin gross
Probably off wit'cha head
If him in the scene was comin to the war Christ off, lights off
And this ain't no "Walking Dead"
They get rid of you, if they throw the body in the white chalk might cough
No talkin to the Feds, they hit 'em fast
Try to retaliate, but they gon' get his ass
And they ain't gon' be able to revive him in the ambulance
They just gon' pick him up and zip him in the bag

Dead on arrival...
Dead on arrival...
Dead on arrival (dead on arrival)...

 

[fox69]

"Da Resurrection (Intro)"

"Da Resurrection (Intro)"


As word got off to ruin reps bled
I hear them shitted every breath said
From those that wanted to place wish they in the death bed
Business didn't go right
And punks was dissin' my rappin' sound
That's when the grave digger buried me in the ground
Six feet down, verbally I would catch a beatdown
Niggas think I'm sweet, can't compete
And from a incomplete town
'Cause they sleep on me
And can't see what's about to take place
'Cause at a snake pace I can spit dope shit right in the fake's face
Gone a few years
Disbelievers often thought I would soften
Shit, I was gettin' so cold that I was coughin' in the coffin
And sharping up to cut those wit my shoulder blade
Makin' every word I speak a splitter
So motherfuckers reconsider
On testin' me
I'm straight out the grave with articulate shit
To kick rip through hypocrites when I spit you pigs hit the bricks
From the release of this album throughout the future
Niggas learn a lesson
'Cause it's the mothafuckin' resurrection

Huh, now that I revert this acknowledge
That I set shit off right, not a soft sight
Make b-boys' bodies bleed till they turn off white
And if you broke mics, bring the battle
Or wait the day that won't take a break
When I make a fake
Rippin' mics like a paper plate
Escape the gate of the cemetery
When dug up out the dirt
I be hypin' I.C. Dre and I went berserk
Runnin' through apples like anorexics through exits
When it's man I flex it
Best be protected 'cause ain't no antisceptic
This sounds hectic
I strip rhythms naked when I mic check it
How does it feel gettin' fucked up by the least M.C. expected
Resurrected to wreck it for Chi-town to K-town
If you can't duck what's manifested I suggest you stay down
Infrared and Speedknot Mobstaz is what I campaign
Draw more blood than a artist
With a syringe when I vent brains
Stamp the names on the wall of those I'ma staff 'em
Dissection for testin'
I told you pussy ass niggas it's the resurrection

 

[fox69]

"Darkness"
(feat. Dawreck of Triple Darkness)

"Darkness"
(feat. Dawreck of Triple Darkness)



You don't wanna bring darkness into this.
You don't wanna bring darkness into this!

Nigger got me fucked up,
Kicking on my horse like I wouldn't leave a nigger punch drunk
Went around talking all tuff chump
Fuck around and get stuffed up
Better believe if a nigga tred ninety fuck

Beat him up, cause a nigger tries his luck,
Beat him up, while a nigger try to duk
But when I line him up ill be fireing him up
Like two lines of dust
Im ganna be two glokes with it I'm cock aim ready to pop with it
If the bullets gone rain get ready to drop mane nigga got dat fifty

And if a nigga thinking that I'm kiding
I gotta slug, whith your name on it hommie you can come get it
And you give nigger the blame, cause you're the one that did it,
When niggers start shit they reconn a nigga wont finish
Give him shots in the face, like a denis I'm a menace
I'm gonna make sure a mother fucker feel it.
Soon as a nigga get into my bussiness
Only got a couple seconds till his blood start spilling
Fuck yowll figure recless and cold but a hole in one of yowll bitches
Half of yowll whoes the other half snitches matter of fact fuck it
All of yowll get it Leave no witness
Your fucking with the mother fucking realiest
Ill be fucking with them killers, killers

The niggers on the block with them glocks
Steady running from the cops drug dealing
He ill be thinking that his hard .
Till I hit him in his heart and his body fell apart like syphilis.
You dont want to swap bullets with the mob
You don't wanna bring darkness into this.
You don't wanna be around when the reaper comes,
You don't wanna be on the street where the nigger got beef
And a nigga got heat just run

You don't wanna get into it
With a nigga that straight black out
Nigga you really dont want to take that route
Fucking with a nigga that staright jump out
You don't wanna bring darkness into this!

Darkness into this!
Darkness into this!
Darkness into this!

Don't talk that shit now!
Automatic shots at the enemy while I'm screaming out bitch die
Shoulda woulda hooda let your fists fly
Did you think that you will die while you were this high?
Did you think the streets sweaper will make you look at the reaper
Then take a peak at death and your soul when it got cold?

Did you think that you ever would take a good look at The God through a black whole?
See me hooded semi automatic when niggas thinking there hard to the fullest
Im a pull it on the mob I'm a pull it
I will put I slug in your chest and watch you slide for the bullet
While choken on the blood
Try na get that money from me but I was quiker I caught him with a slug
And on his shoulder was some blood and I'm give no enemy some love
And I hope your boy is a thug

See if he charges ye,
See if his on mark
See if he got the heart to do what he gotta do.
Like he a G like he a G

You can forget about it!
Im off the chain like a fith of henacy
Or like a pimp be when he see
A nigga try tip sweet
Let your lips speak, see the clip leak
When inflect heat leave a mother fucker up shits creck

Pop one of the beats, kill one of the souls,
Murder one For that shit you should be ready to fight for
Got something might get shot twice for

Me and my garage is infamous.
You don't wanna spark the emphasis,
On a pistol that could make it pitch black in the room.
You don't wanna bring darkness into this.
You don't wanna be around when the reaper comes,
You don't wanna be on the street where the nigger got beef
And a nigga got heat just run

You don't wanna get into it
With a nigga that straight black out
Nigga you really dont want to take that route
Fucking with a nigga that staright jump out
You don't wanna bring darkness into this!

Darkness into this!
Darkness into this!
You don't wanna bring darkness into this!

 

[fox69]

"Death Before Dishonor"

"Death Before Dishonor"


[Chorus]
always ever all days death before dishonor
comin back as though I can still see if you got static
fuck tryin' to steal me, shit you gon' have to kill me
and if somebody cappin Ima tell em what happens when my emotions erupt
shots make me duck, thats when Ima have to fuck you up

[verse 1]
its like uh, ah, muthafucka cant fight the feelin the way Ima fuck em
have an orgasm but for the orchasm hit em as if a 4-5 buck em
talk about a man being scared, I done killed him be dead in his tomb
still shakin
hit em in his body and his head, now be found in heaven with the wound
still achin'
I wonder if his voice still breakin'
better be cause I steadily
hit him with gats and styles that heavily
armed and dangerous and deadily
that ahead of me recieve two holes like the letter B
better you instead of me, breakin peace can increase your chances
to delete your advances for slate I can paint this peice on canvas
with a paint brush that a nigga cant truss like a god so I cant rush
wont crush
if you ever heard about a crew that cant bust then motherfucker it
aint us; dont touch
a mike or a gun if you aint gonna use it,
do it
claiming your weapons and tecs and you gonna be checked and fluid
prove it
cuz no matter who it is cant tell the westside to leave a bitch shedding
tears
the young kill everyday the old itchin to kill cuz they aint offed
a nigga dead in years
shoot him dead in his, this style of flow is a verbal calico
make a chest ripple
they get a call from the sky sayin they all gonna die
dont leave the rest crippled

[chorus 2x]

[verse 2]
mikers, mikers be tryin to take mine and leave a motherfucker
cold as a crisis
with a technique as cold as isis, and mikes as my control devices
or do I gotta get off some nigga shit
show the biggest dick with the biggest clique that be hazardous if
I let the trigga click
you dont benefit if a nigga get from the rage if he live it just a
little bit; so go on with the riddle shit
if you got something to stress then get it off your chest and
we can take it to the middle bitch
and go on get it on and I bet you that the outcome is that I'm leavin
niggas out done, cut up
but its odd to see a motherfucker outrun just because he let his
mouth run so shut up
and sit back if you know whats good for you I can still overthrow you
I dont give a fuck about the fact that the hood know you
dont make a nigga have to show you
that Ima die before you make an ass of me stop as if you took a blast
at me and cause tragedy
that was how it was that was how it is and thats the way it has to be

[chorus 2x]

[verse 3]
its like uh, ah, sit back and let the shit just straight marinate
I pull the stage curtain back like norman bates
performin hates smokin on some reefer performin fate
its a constant struggle for us white boys with the shit hittin licks
in the scuffle for us
my nigga lucky made him bleed fear is if to proceed to bust
if he a different type of breed from us
so yall petty niggas need to hush; two straight to you brain means pains
inflicted
even if it aint things to taunt pain like rage till my brain is wicked
aint even lived out a quarter of your lifetime tryin to push product
and aint servin the right kind and aint strivin the right rhymes
but Ima shorten your lifeline
through the pipeline I vocal cold bust em plus them with killers
jaw stealers throw dealers rushin parties bloody body chillers
pretty casket fillers
cuz those niggas got they shit together
we come pay to Creator's Way and dont gotta be but then again whatever

[chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Devil's Angel"

"Devil's Angel"


[Hook:]
Black on my gloves, black on my hoodie
I got it on me for any pussy nigga that push me
If I want it, I take it, angel of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, just know that Jesus was waiting
Black on my gloves, black on my mask
It's a funeral, nigga, that's on the gas
Life, I'mma take it, angel of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, just know that Jesus was waiting

[Verse 1:]
Far from a angel, more like a devil
Black SUVs, heavy metal, got my foot on the pedal
Murdering you right where you stand if I ever catch you
I can fill your back up with shells from this .38 special
Won't stop till I murder every rapper, I'm finna replenish
Went through a killing spree for years and I never repented
Father, forgive me, I sinned and have no problem admitting
I'm like God to these bitches, my only problem's a mitten
Got black on my gloves, black on my mask
Shoot every hit, miss and I'm coming back on yo' ass
I won't hold back, I'mma blow and knock you flat on yo' ass
My lil' niggas'll blow and they ride for the cash
I'm a hitter for hitters, I sold my soul to the streets
These motherfuckers thought I sold my soul to the beast
Don't give a fuck about the murder rate, I'll help it increase
I got the realer gorilla shit embedded in me
If I should die right now, I pray my dark soul you can keep
Cause I'm corrupted, I hang with killers, gangstas, elites
I'm up in this bitch wildin' for Chiraq, what you think?
I catch him in traffic, wreck it and rock him to sleep

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Fresh off the corner where niggas hustle and kick it
Politicking with gangstas and fucking with bitches
But never lock and try me, the shit'll get different
They know that I keep it on me and God as my witness
I been the business, probably think I holding the torch
I was only 12 or 13 when I first rapped on the porch
Battling niggas up in the park, I wasn't playing no sports
Man, I wanted the whole thing, I wasn't taking no shorts
I call up the guys, and we take a ride
If we catch you locking, nigga, then we getting fire
Cause we tryna rock you, don't wanna see you alive
If we slide up on him, Swiss cheese him, he won't survive
I'm telling you niggas ain't ready, bitch, any nigga could get it
Money, power and pussy, yes, that's my religion
Proper preparation prevents poor performance in winning
I'm from where them niggas ain't hungry but they stay in the kitchen
I tell they mama to pray, look, bitch, I'm God
I know I sinned in the past but I beat the odds
I put in work, I did it for squad
Forever, I'm cursed, I done been hit from the mob

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Dirty Game"
(feat. Speedknot Mobstaz)

"Dirty Game"
(feat. Speedknot Mobstaz)



Life, pain

[Hook]
It's so hard to survive in this world of pain
I feel like I'm goin' crazy so I'ma shell my brain
My niggaz out here droppin' off over rocks and thangs
Mama never told me life was such a dirty game

[Lifty Stokes]
I hold my glock to my chest, yes my steel is cold
I pray to God to come to rescue me and save my soul
I reminisce on my past life
Ever since I was a young shorty I didn't act right
Live for the street life
Yellin', "What it be like?"
Nigga we Folks
Money makin' hustlaz from the Westside and it shows
In these past years, shit it's been a hell of 25
Back in '91, I didn't even think I'd be alive
I was sellin' jewelry to rocks, and rocks to weed
Off at the comfort zone G with a fifth of T's and B's
Ready to do whatever, young with a pocket full of cheddar
No thoughts of stackin' just ballin', picture me fallin' nigga never
In this lifetime
But I had to grieve for awhile
Cause a nigga fell off hard but I got my ass back on the grind
And hit the streets like a mad man, goin' against the grain
With dried tears on my face from the pain of this dirty game

[Hook 2x's]

[Todd Nitty]
Fresh out the pen and can't maintain
Wanna go and hit the block, be on the same thang
Tryin' to serve some cain up in this dirty game
Cause you did a lil' bit, think ain't shit changed
You wrong boy, these shorties out here misled
You fuck around and catch a bullet in yo forehead
Ya heard me?
This ain't the 80's where you get a nickel sack and a hoodrat
A 40-ounce of Red Bull and blow yo wig back
Nigga fuck that, this the year 2-G
Where the toughest muthafucka get left 6-feet deep
So don't sleep, cause the scariest nigga'll pull the trigga
Put 2 in 300 pounds, so that makes you a killa
Oh really, could you be that silly
To think you gon' take over a block where I be ?? nigga forget it
Don't make me have to blow yo brains
In this fucked up world, this fucked up life, this fucked up game

[Hook 2x's]

[Twista]
Hey nug, for some reason at night I can't sleep
When I lay down, I keep tossin' and turnin'
There's somethin' wrong but I don't know what's wrong with me
Eyes burnin'
Cause sometimes I burst into tears when ain't nobody home with me
Stress from thoughts of survival just rushed my dome quickly
Y'all better come on get me
Cause I bout to do somethin' so muthafuckin' drastic
Instead of writin' essays like grabbin' SK's
With one of the best ways that I know to feed my family
Cause y'all ain't foolin' me
Y'all people plannin' a way for my people to read my eulogy
I see what y'all bogus ass doin', y'all plannin' on hurtin' me
Used to be crucifyin' or burnin' me
Now you eliminatin' paper currency
Terrorizin' with technology
And that Y2K shit, I don't know why you play with the chosen guys
The wool ain't no longer pulled over my eyes
Gots to get some scratch and I gotta get it soon
We about to be doomed
Do somethin' for the kids before I go to my tomb
Gotta bust this thang and maybe then thangs gon' change
Tryin' to check mine, cause all of it on y'all I can't blame
Maintain, it's a strange game
At times you gotta throw blows for the gold
It's a long road, some of us do shit despite losin' our soul
Got cold flows but it's strange, I still can't get no change
Bout to be insane
Tryin' to pay the bills but still straight causin' pain
It's a dirty game

[Hook 2x's]

Dirty - dirty - dirty game
Dirty game
Such a dirty game

 

[fox69]

"Do Wrong"
(feat. Lil' Kim)

"Do Wrong"
(feat. Lil' Kim)



Man dawg, it's some bad bitches out here that'll ("make you do wrong")
Whoa... go on girl ("make you do wrong")
I know everybody gotta feel this
Yeah you got somebody at home
but this bad motherfucker right here gon' ("make you do wrong")

[Twista]
I could tell when I dropped the top
I nippled off on the block, I was gon' get into some bullshit
That's the reason why I watch for cops
And keep me two baby glocks, both of 'em loaded with a full clip
Still I gotta be on a mission for paper
But later on I'ma be hangin out with everybody
Never knew I shoulda been scared of the hottie
I got up with later on at the R. Kelly party
So I pull up the club in the Coupe
Look at how them jeans huggin the boots
Saw me ippy uppy icy as hell, f'rilla good smell
Have you ever seen a thug in a suit? Jackin bitches up
Socializin with everybody flirtin with girls but got plans to go home
'Til I felt the way you was backin up on the thang
Gettin down on the flo' I could see the top of the thong
She a (bad muh'fucker) she could bass a deuce
A fine-ass Medusa make your dick turn to stone
Take a look at the thong, get in the zone, took a shot of Patron
And I was gone, she a (bad muh'fucker)
Take a look at them hips, and how she lickin them lips
Like she was lickin ice cream
Ballin with a bad bitch that ain't yours on the scene
Listenin to some Al Green might ("make you do wrong")

[Chorus 2X: Twista + {Lil' Kim}]
That's a girl that you shouldn'ta fucked with
But she so seductive, got a nigga head gone
Now you know it ain't right, got a girl at home
But tonight she the type that'll ("make you do wrong")
{This nigga that you shouldn'ta fucked with}
{But he so seductive, had a bitch head gone}
{Now you know it ain't right, got a man at home}
{But tonight he the type that'll} ("make you do wrong")

[Lil' Kim]
I got the champagne and popped the top
And then unlocked the lock, the Queen 'bout to get her bang on
I don't know what I'ma tell my dawg
When he look up and realize that a bitch ain't came home
Shit, he about to be rockin it
Lookin sweeter than chocolate, he got the smell of a Reese's
Break a fella to pieces, it's a hell of a thesis
Adjustin his body with telekenesis
Got on top and then he knocked me off, until he was soft
Got in the car and dropped him off
Tryin to sink down as low as I can up in my seat
Cause I'm rollin in the Hummer and the top was off
My guy sleepin anyway and that's whassup
But I'm paranoid, drivin fast as fuck
Thinkin 'bout what I did, I try to sneak in the crib
Here come my man in the front, askin me what ("make you do wrong")

[Chorus]

[Twista]
I don't know what you talkin 'bout
Baby whyon'tcha go on back to sleep
I was at the police station, when you hangin in the club
wit'cha boys gettin drunk 20 deep it'll ("make you do wrong")

[Lil' Kim]
If you got up with a ho
Shoulda told the bitch use another douche
If you was at the police station, shoulda smelled like heist
But you comin in smellin like puss what'll ("make you do wrong")

[Twista]
Well I couldn't resist
Cause she was thick as hell and so cute
Steady comin at me, she was throwin it all on me
And I couldn't leave, she had a big dookie shoot, it'll ("make you do wrong")

[Lil' Kim]
Well I know what you talkin about
So we can do it like this
I'ma go and ride, you can do what you do
Cause I done met another brother with some bomb-ass .. it'll ("make you do wrong")

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Don't Blink"
(feat. Turtle Banxx)

"Don't Blink"
(feat. Turtle Banxx)



you know man Turtle Banxx
I want you to go in there and get them niggas man
let em know the drought is over man

game recognize game cock your pistols and aim (wee straight)
all about hustlin and bustin for change (wee straight)
to go there we can get in this bitch (wee straight)
ballin for scratch ready to die for this shit

[Turtle Banxx]
don't you know that talking shit ain't wise
nigga I'll advise you and your guys to get the fuck outta my presence
I got trigger eyes
venom plower situations reaping bloody demonstrations when the heat dies
you won't see guys conversating
only homicides and yellow tapings
no suspect no motives mad villains living bogus
if we don't catch you you best believe we tag whoever closest
and make you feel the motions
Turtle Banxx got kill notions thats real potent
have you ever see I still smoking
senile emotions you'll soul cokeland
not a body open fuck ABC's
best to be on P's and Q's I'ma get diseases if you snoozes
you ready yet?
you better study your tech and be a threat fucking coward
or face trigger vests with celeb ways to wreck
off with all heads and all bets
I'm on your neck sending straight .57 threats at your neck nigga

[chorus]
straight .57 till your face don't blink
nowhere to run no time to think
so what you wanna do when it's on like that
in a chill when we steal and your soul get snatched out ya body
shotties to your face don't blink
nowhere to run no time think
so what you wanna do when it's on like that
in a chill when we steal and your soul get snatched out ya body

catch me with a semi on cop
been in your block dumping 17 shots in your spot
putting niggas in shops ready for a box
made my getaway slick as a fox
taking the ditches the cops
escaping visions of prisons and locks
my mission don't stop no pot to piss in so the plot thickens
I keep hearing gats clicking
see I'm into strange places
wear a mask to cover up they faces if they want me why they procrastinate
is it just in oasis?
perpetrated by my imagination
apple texas trojan am I tasting
my own death gun fire got me toned deaf
so I say a silent but I save my ownself
can you clone death?
like they do life I see the blue light hearing the sirens
amongst the madness and the violence gun firing
tragedies of lying in to I want a murderous round boy
that let niggas don't talk infa-red triggers caulk
a nigga trying to cheat life
now death says name affiliation in the street life
I see nights away from the mics
far from the henny and ice where many ya like for the riches and life
while shaking the device with a camera device like dice
from pistol fights nickel hypes murder and mics is life
in the Chi and Suge Knight
so think twice or faces vicious types in pit fights

[chorus]

the blocks hotted the cops watching for anything unusual happen
they been stoping profits three days in tracking
drug traffic distracting clientele with drug habits
load them thangs and make them slugs happen
enemies of surprise got em frantic
scattered and panicked damaged by any 11
ducked behind a treasure box let em have it
managed to get away hide away your weapons
probably still there but they ain't telling
belling to the bank for my safe deposit
gotta take my grub on these narcotics properly watching
with a copy of my face composite
description all the way down to the J's I'm rocking
laser dots and the ducking police dogs hunting
resistin everything I'm touching
blood running down from the barbwire bloodening
choppers hovering sirens coming closer
grab our toaster, I'm supposed to surrender
but I done heard the shots from the trigger of a

[chorus]

yeah yeah
you see man
I told you man
get them niggas man
they know not to
the drought is over
the drought is over man
Turtle Banxx
yeah

 

[fox69]

"Dreams"
(feat. The Speedknot Mobstaz, Vicky)

"Dreams"
(feat. The Speedknot Mobstaz, Vicky)



[Chorus 2x]
Hey lover, am I the only one
Or are you selling your baby a dream
(Am I who you thinkin' of, who you thinkin' of)
Hey lover boy, am I the only one
Or are you selling your baby a dream
(Am I a sucker for love, a sucker for love)

[Mayz]
Damn, I'm trippin' 'cause I never really felt like this
To me women used to be only fuck boxes
But it's like with you I cherish every kiss
I know it's a risk but you make me wanna come clean
I wanna make you my queen
Put you in a crib and give you plenty green
To help you fulfill all your childhood dreams
Only for your love I fiend
'Cause the way you put it on me make me wanna scream
And fuck you in places you ain't never seen
Like a private boat as we float down stream
Yeah I already know you done heard this before
But the way you make me feel is real
Playas don't love no hoes but stayin' true like you do
Got me head over heals, so tell me what's the deal, baby
'Cause you lookin' too fine to not be mine
And I ain't gon' never be satisfied
Unless you're on my side to the end of time
I can tell you think I'm lying
But I swear to you girl this ain't no scheme
You stay on my mind, even in my sleep
You keep a nigga havin' wet dreams, on the real

[Chorus 2x]

[Liffy Stokes]
From the first time I met ya, you was on my mind all night
A Maybelene queen with a body too tight
Wearin' black and white and some brand new Mike's
Draped in ice, attitude nice
You the type of woman that I need in my life
To add a little spice, cookin' nigga steak and rice
I can see us one day man and wife
Walkin' down the aisle, havin' our first child
Plus our marriage worth while
With a brand new lifestyle, I could walk that mile
But baby I need you right now
In my arms caressin' me
I can see your eyes undressing me
Girl it's destiny and love is the recipe
But this way's got the best of me
On everything, I can guarantee you better things
If you just get rid of "what's his name"
And let me in your world
So I can show you, baby, that my love is real and not a game
So can a brother come through
So I can show you, boo, just exactly what I mean
It don't matter if you fuck me tonight or next month
Babe, only time can reveal a dream

[Chorus 2x]

[Twista]
Baby I'll drink your bath water about a pint
Think I'm ever gon' give your love away, uh-uh
I ain't sayin' you never lovin' another nice stud but shit
I'm cravin' you every night and we just met on a night
But it seems like I've been knowin' you all my life
Ain't it funny how you be thinkin' you never be true enough, but you the one
A helpless seeks succumb, lovin' you more than everything
But my dollars, ready to smok a sticky up through the lungs
I can see you havin' my sons, screamin' your name on my next tape deck
In the city, no hear my pretty go
Quick to break a 54, put you on my video
Young and witty hoe, the only thing I'm feelin' pity for
I don't know what I was frontin' on
But I don't see nothin' wrong, sprung or gone
My every heartbeat's weaker, follow the leader
I promise I won't hurt you baby
Don't feel the heatseaker 'cause we gon' be smokin' on sweet cheeba
Take my boo to the mall and go shopping until we fall
Get you the finest things like diamond rings
Even though my mind is strain, I'm tryin' to change
How we fuck and kiss and the hugging make me bind the pain
No lying, no game, you gon' give me some, hey now, we freakin' up in the cut
'Cause I just sold you a dream hoe, like a girl did to my homie
Your house was spittin' and we fuckin' the uh
A sucker for love, a sucker for love

[Chorus 2x]

[Conversation Between 2 Girls]