Текст песни Kool G Rap and DJ Polo - Death Wish
Kool G Rap and DJ Polo - Death Wish слова песни
("Rappers go six feat under") (Repeat 4x)You`re scared straight as soon as G Rap penetratesYou wanna escape, but you got a date to meet fateRun for your life when I`m startingSuckers are getting turned to missing motherfuckers on a milk cartonDanger, when I rearrange and change a face, aceYou`re being replaced by a strangerI injure, and escape like a ninjaYou got struck by a fucking revengerA bullet inserted in your head, a shot gotMurdered, nobody seen shit, nobody heard itFuck around, the price is more than McDonald`s paysAnd you can sing my blues to Billie HolidayPut your ass in my path and I`m a blast itMind over matter, I burn like battery acidTerrorizing, sizing up the guys-aFinger on trigger, when I pull it, a bullet flys inG`s a madman, came from the BadlandsCrush niggas in my bare hands like beer cansLeaving a gash like the New York SlasherShowing my inches in a trench like a flasherYou got a problem, I`m a problem solverSolve more problems with a .357 revolverCome near you pay dearlyAnd I can barely hear when you talk so speak up clearlyOn a sole role, the golden mic holderAnd I flatten your ass just like a steam rollerPity for niggas I wasteTry to disrespect, get the taste of a neck braceI got your ass on targetYou got beef? You better save it for the motherfucking meat marketRhymes choke you like a headlockIf a sucker`s asleep, I turn his shit into BedrockCome on son, get done inNiggas are running like the redcoats is comingI enlist punk niggas that want some of thisAnd what`s left is the breath of a death wish("Rappers go six feat under") (Repeat 4x)A pimp that loves shrimps and lobsterAnd for a hobby I`m hitting niggas up like a mobsterI got a story for each little poor territoryThe ghetto glory in all categoriesThe death threats I received from the head vestsI`m riffing, the suckers stiffen up like a dead petThe troop that stoops to brutalityGiving all nationalities a taste of realityKool G Rap is here to drawAnd any sucker that tries to beat him, you meet him in a morgueAll victims unidentified, so check itYou gotta see if it was the sucker from the dental recordWhat I use to torture liars:Either fire, barbed wire, live wire, or pliersSo you thought you could last?Go and get a green thumb because your ass is grassEric B. is the undertakerHis pockets swoll because he`s rolling in more dough than a bakerQuiet type, but I won`t have itCause when I swing with the boys I get noisy like trafficSo if you know what I know, see what I seeG Rap is down with a mafioso posseAnd I`m quick to go stick other suckersWith a smile just like a sick motherfuckerA bullet inside the sucker`s guts andHit butt and his nuts, we throw him in the HudsonThis is for all the non-believersThey receive a gash in their ass from a meat cleaverDon`t even try to get fastYou know the time because I`m 5 seconds off your assA nightmare leaving you suckers breathlessYou stepping to Kool G Rap, then that`s a death wish("Rappers go six feat under") (Repeat 4x)