homicide – mr. dayton lyrics
[verse 1:]
my name is dayton, the triple gold killa,
i be the reason for murder to a po black young n-gg-.
flow deep on your sh-t lookin’ h-lla clean.
see, i’m the reason, that n-gg-s look at you mean.
i bring jealousy and hate when i roll through.
havin’ n-gg-s jockin’ on your car that you never new.
i make the game worth winnin’, gold spokes spinnin’,
but don’t let me catch your -ss slippin’.
i have your whole crew checked at the intersection,
so you best invest in more protection.
the evil that i bring ain’t no good.
i’m smokin’ vogues, through every n-gg-s neighborhood.
and where i’m from, i get more props than the president,
cuz when a n-gg- gets killed, i’m the evidence.
so it’s 1-8-7 all day.
n-gg-s don’t understand, i’m a g.
[chorus1]
they call me mr. dayton, the triple gold killa,
i be the reason for murder to a po strapped young n-gg-.
just call me mr. dayton, just call me mr. dayton.
my name is dayton, the tripple gold killa,
i be the reason for murder to a po strapped young n-gg-.
just call me mr. dayton.
[verse 2:]
they call me dayton, i’m pushin’ more keys than a locksmith,
so what the law never saw, can’t stop sh-t.
triple golds on that -ss, with a hun’ed spokes.
i’ll let the one-time know that you sell dope.
how can a n-gg- wit no job on probation
have enough scratch to relax on some gold daytons?
and even if i’m stolen,
it don’t matter, cuz i’m sittin’ on the next n-gg-‘s sh-t rollin’.
so catch me if you can mr. d-a,
i’m in the hood, smokin’ dank, gettin’ three ways.
cocaine, triple beam, and amphetamines.
that’s somethin’ you don’t see up in the magazines.
so it’s 1-8-7 all day.
some don’t understand, i’m a g.
[chorus2]
my name is mr. dayton, the triple gold killa,
i be the reason for murder to a po black young n-gg-.
just call me mr. dayton, just call me mr. dayton.
my name is dayton, the triple gold killa,
i be the reason for murder to a po black young n-gg-.
just call me mr. dayton.
[verse 3:]
1 n-gg-, 2 killas, 3 daytons, 4.
it’s murder after dark, when them g’s ride low.
reflections of death, triple gold punk bit the block on them thangs,
now every b-tch know my name.
ain’t no hope, when i step out the station,
every n-gg- sprung on them guns and the gold daytons.
all day, every day, it’s the same sh-t,
every n-gg- tryin’ to find his way up out the game, quick.
cuz mr. cop and mr. fed want a n-gg- dead.
but the park’s in my heart, so them fools bled.
i’m hittin’ corners, pushin’ levels with that deep sh-t.
these undercovers tryin’ to catch me on the weak tip.
i’m from the 4-block, but the og’s, they rock forever
don’t slip on these dark streets cuz the one-time way too clever.
home invasion, i’ll have a n-gg- soaked in blood.
n-gg-s can’t deal with that oak park terrel love.
west coast murder, home of the feds.
bloodshed every where, motherf-ckers dead.
it’s that n-gg-, 7-8-1 all day.
some don’t understand, i’m a g.
[chorus3]
they call me mr. dayton, the triple gold killa,
i be the reason for murder to a po black young n-gg-.
just call me mr. dayton, my name is mr. dayton…
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