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(feat. Youngstah) [Mr. Lil One] Jack "The Ripper", strippin mothafuckas for their egos Peace to all the bald heads, mobbn in their regals Need no mothafucka to be tellin me I'm sick! I feel it everyday with every fuckin word I say I paid my respects to the dead that be cursed Oh what you disagree, it's murder in the first It's hurts to be livin, though I give it all I got Wanna see me shot, but I guess they never thought I'ma a genious, we don't get along Everytime we bump, when we dumpin on a song Feenin for my shit, my wisdom in my word Lil's new shit is the bomb, ya heard Heard about the heat, I've been bringin to the beat I bet that you've been hatin, wishin it never hit the street Eat a dick, lick nuts, suck balls and take that It's wicked ol' Lil, I bet you hate that [Chorus: Mr. Lil One] Mothafuckas talk shit and they always wanna creep Remember mothafucka you be talkin in your sleep It's Mr. Lil One and I brought my homie Young Stop, to the death leavin mothafuckas dead [x2] Songtexte [Youngstah] Now I'm creepin through a war zone, in every single block I'm hearin gun shots and it's all a murder plot They're tryin to take me for my life, this Sicko can't be nothin nice I got my finger on the trigger,ain't no time for thinkin twice Now I'm dumpin out the clip and yo I'm aimin for the dome And I'm ready to make the cemetry your home You can bring who you want, but you're fuckin wit the baddest It's the Lil and the Youngstah, leave em R.I.P. status We be steppin and collectin all them bodies talkin shit Now it's time to lead aggression with a fuckin Smith and Wesson When I'm fuckin wit the sickest it's a deadly combination 2 trigger happy gangstas with no clue or hesitation I'ma do my evil dirt and I'ma put in on my work All the way to the death from the mothafuckin birth I'ma snatch your fuckin life and I'ma show you what it's worth A 6 foot hole in a pile of dirt [Chorus] Aus Songtexte Mania