letra de low life - axe murder boyz
[intro]
kl!ck-klack!
[verse 1: young wicked]
shoot a motherf-cker in the face (yuh)
everybody tough until they break (yuh)
mentally i’m living in a cage (yuh)
i ain’t really looking to escape (nah)
happy when i’m crazy, can’t n0body save me
bet i’m getting p-ssy that’s why all your homies hate me
bet i’m getting money selling records out the bas-m-nt
f-ck you lil p-ssy bet you never gonna say sh-t (bet)
i ain’t have to take an l yet (bet)
getting jiggy with it, will smith (bet)
cause your woman want a real d-ck (bet)
f-cking you and sh-t, you don’t feel sh-t (nyet)
ain’t nothing i just had to say something stay fronting
one day you gon end up in a grave from a
roll another one and a cookie and bake something
somebody turn the base up and i ain’t gotta change nothing
b-tch i have been dope, sharp like ginsu
mean motherf-cker and all my kin folk
hoes i pimp those, flow i kick those
sick i spit so suck my d-ck hoe
shining underneath the stage lights (aight)
and my b-tches p-ssy stay tight (aight)
mne the family and i (right)
bet i be a magic samurai (hi-yah!)
[hook]
you can call me a lowlife
ima still go get paid (ima get paid)
gunsmoke in a cold night
you ain’t tryna run no fade (you ain’t want no smoke)
lunatic in my soul right
don’t you ever come my way (westside, eastside)
or i have to dig another hole like
this is where your body gon stay (f-ck it)
[verse 2: jamie madrox]
now you call me a lowlife
but your perception of me really isn’t important to what i am
i been a lunatic understand gotta a lot of responsibilities
k!ll em all i think again
i been really thinking if i did away with everybody
all up and away i can run yay like a marathon
lemme carry on like a free bird from the c word
on the d head call me out by my name again
and i put em in the back like light over a cast
but you won’t last in the bad side die fast
i’m a k!lla with an att-tude and an axe that’ll splatter you
tell me who to bring the battle to
[verse 3: monoxide]
pull up, pull up, all i ever say it pull up
and if you pull up, the motherf-ckers wanna spill a
blood full of wise and why not you got team and block cause they said that you said and i watch
you can ask and my moms and my pops
i didn’t even think you’d care
what i thought when you said to bring it in a brawl (yeah)
50 people sitting on your loft (yeah)
should’ve just left us alone (yeah)
now you b-tches can’t leave it off (yeah)
i don’t think you really understand
the kinda people that you’re bringing out the evil in
maybe you’ll believe it when a demon standing on your ceiling swinging like a ceiling fan
you ain’t feeling what i’m feeling fam
believe me you couldn’t handle what i’m dealing with
so quit thugging on the internet
‘fore i put an end to your crooked in a cigarette
[hook]
you can call me a lowlife
ima still go get paid (ima get paid)
gunsmoke in a cold night
you ain’t tryna run no fade (you ain’t want no smoke)
lunatic in my soul right
don’t you ever come my way (westside, eastside)
or i have to dig another hole like
this is where your body gon stay (f-ck it)
[verse 4: bonez dubb]
don’t you know you f-cking with your life (uh)
heard you talking sh-t about the crew (uh)
stab a motherf-cker with the knife, uh
let a hater know we coming through (uh)
what you calling me a lowlife for
don’t you know all i do is level up (up, up)
i’m gonna see my light shine bright tho, miko
take a f-cking blade and make a cut (cut, cut)
and i’m gonna get payback (batman)
if you woke up today and you still got your face
mean you didn’t catch a motherf-cking fade no way
cut some sh-t you just did just lie
don’t got no motherf-cking alibi
so when the f-cking fire
be coming up behind me
he gon be the one to f-cking die
what you think you be knowing about that
backhand motherf-ckers getting slapped
got a b-tch chilling up in my lap
don’t get f-cked up man its a trap
t-w-i-z-t-i-d and the garcia brothers don’t play
if you got something to say about that
just dont you ever come my way cause
[hook]
you can call me a lowlife
ima still go get paid (ima get paid)
gunsmoke in a cold night
you ain’t tryna run no fade (you ain’t want no smoke)
lunatic in my soul right
don’t you ever come my way (westside, eastside)
or i have to dig another hole like
this is where your body gon stay (f-ck it)
[hook]
you can call me a lowlife
ima still go get paid (ima get paid)
gunsmoke in a cold night
you ain’t tryna run no fade (you ain’t want no smoke)
lunatic in my soul right
don’t you ever come my way (westside, eastside)
or i have to dig another hole like
this is where your body gon stay (f-ck it)
[hook]
you can call me a lowlife
ima still go get paid (ima get paid)
gunsmoke in a cold night
you ain’t tryna run no fade (you ain’t want no smoke)
lunatic in my soul right
don’t you ever come my way (westside, eastside)
or i have to dig another hole like
this is where your body gon stay (f-ck it)
[outro]
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