big scoob - dead-a-man lyrics
[intro: krizz kaliko]
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but i should have been dead!
[verse 1: big scoob]
i’m a beast from the streets, i’m sweaty and breathing hard
i’m peeping in through the window, he’s slipping, puffing cigars
sipping on some brandy, it’s dandy just for a moment
he flaunted now i want it, i plotted and got up on it
breathing like a demon, proceeding to start my evening
i’m thinking ’bout my heathens, i’m feeding, so i ain’t leaving
destruction as a bust in! yelling loud and cussing!
looking like the devil gripping metal, i ain’t bluffing!
take me to the money, [?] just like i told ya
playing with me only gon’ make me c-ck an explosion
soldier, told you first time that you met a n-gga
play the game fair or regret you ever met me n-gga!
[hook: big scoob & krizz kaliko] x2
on a mission out hunting, i’m vicious and look suspicious
best believe me when i tell you “i will!”
let me do it, i can do it, been through it but n-gga, really?!
i should have been dead!
[verse 2: big scoob]
moving slow, sitting low, we’ve been hunting all night
on a mission with precision, ’bout to take this n-gga’s life
only bright n-gga played me for a large sum of cash
hope it’s worth it, when this choppa get to sing it to his -ss!
whistling bullets singing past, cutting holes through his -ss
i forget a lot sh-t, but i remember all my math
let it p-ss, been a year now, i bet he think i’m soft
he was playing checkers, it was chess that i was tought
i’m strategic so believe it, every n-gga that has wronged me
either finished breathing or one evening he won’t be!
i wished that it is was different, i didn’t have to k!ll for bread
but this the life i chose, when he shows this n-gga’s dead
[hook: big scoob & krizz kaliko] x2
on a mission out hunting, i’m vicious and look suspicious
best believe me when i tell you “i will!”
let me do it, i can do it, been through it but n-gga, really?!
i should have been dead!
[verse 3: big scoob]
god’s karma man, these n-ggas let me have it, i was slipping
i was going off the liquor, h-lla rowdy, i was tripping
chasing p-ssy like a rookie and i know i’m out of bounds
papered-up and flamed-up, n-gga showing i’m a hound
all i heard was spittin rounds, from the chop i know the sound
heard the zing and saw the blades trying to lay me down
took for cover, so i struggle, trying to keep from p-ssing out
doing a hundred up the block, i’m in and out, i’m blacking out
called the homies: “send the missles, just in case i didn’t make it”
want revenge and i can taste it! i was praying that i made it
i didn’t ask for forgiveness, i still had to handle business
so as god is my witness, i can’t tell you why i’m living
[hook: big scoob & krizz kaliko] x2
on a mission out hunting, i’m vicious and look suspicious
best believe me when i tell you “i will!”
let me do it, i can do it, been through it but n-gga, really?!
i should have been dead!
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