Take a walk to the new town, take a look around Pretty road names pass us by, a foundation sound They paint their walls and ceilings white to feel clean
Traduction: Killing Joke. Chop-Chop.
all these niggas saying Ran' isn't hot I damage the block I scramble like Randall with rocks I'm that nigga in the gambling spot Cracking jokes and drinking
but dollars we clock, show after show we gone rock Pimpin hoes in the five double o and baby mamas gone jock What the fuck is the deal, somebody pass me the kill
why I fucked your mother you fat motherfucker! {*beat changes to 2Pac's "Hit 'Em Up"*} Kill Whitey! - Hahaha Kill Whitey! - Detroit!What?What? Kill Whitey! - .. yo, yo Kill
to end it all And people thinking this ain't real The belt is mine and I'm gon keep it that way Cause I'm the champ Blondy kill ?em, Blondy kill ?em,
God. Harry's in the hospital wing. So what if because Snape can't kill Harry, he wants to kill me? Then my gran will kill Snape for killing me - Gran
the count, who drops? Ten-nine-eight-seven-six-five-four-three-two-one- -you-slept-on-a-kid-from-the-boondocks Out of Hooterville land of the ill kill
rings street clown, no jokes, voodoo, no hox never die, can't croak, strokes for them old folks smoke dope, pop pills, lift axe, chops kill drink blood
, they be commercial... I beat 'em 'til they purple I'm a lil' bitty nigga, but I got a big ole chop, 2's that'll kill 50 niggas Didja do it? Thought
could not sketch ya You're not following me I got your number like Caller i.d. Try it You can holler at me I promise you pain I will chop your body in
a song again I'ma kill you (I'ma kill you) Heart attack to stroke from the crack you smoke To the rap you wrote your fuckin answer back's a joke And
(feat. Killa Hoe, Da Misses, Chopah, Lunasicc) [Killa Hoe] Yes, motherfuckers yet you have entered the psycho ward where the X-Raided lays his head,
a bullet through my heart, why not? That's a start They could push their reps quicker, kill a well known nigga And if you say you're going to kill me
serious, somebody can get killed Wait for the fire drill and when you start to smell the smoke run nigga Buck ain't no joke I'll buck a shot at your
them boys off that Long Drive that nigga DeMo (DeMo) Here I go, here I go... Yeah...gettin crunk on tha reala Im a nigga be smokin that killa, because