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boondox – kill ‘n tell lyrics

be real for a minute
be real for a minute
b-be real for a minute
be real for a minute, what you know about love?
when you open up a b-tch, not just some typical mon
that close encounter type of sh-t, make a grown man shut
looking deep into her eyes, contact when you cut em
be real for minute, what you know about a red kiss?
blood from mouth stained s-xy -ss red lips
that little hiss when you slice through in dose slit
almost just as nice as a forty dollar dope kit
the way she look at me, the closet thing to love i know
the way i take her breath, the closet thing to love i show
she got me hypnotized a moment i don’t want to end with death it takes a freak to show em only what it really is
that last release of breath pretended whispers in my ear
that tight squeeze on my hand like walls apart things seem to clear
the life she lived like a movie, i can almost see flashin’ in those eyes and the last thing i see is her and me. (be real for a minute)
what you know about love? (be real for a minute)
what you know about guns? (be real for a minute) just a typical murder. (be real for a minute) all the b-tches in the front row, step into the back and catch a d-ck and a cut throat
what you know about gun? (be real for a minute) not just a typical murder. (be real for a minute)girl you about to face h-ll, don’t worry about because, no because i don’t ever k!ll ‘
n tell
the first i met her, saw you were shakin’ dat -ss
and we shoot em’ on the floor while you were drinkin’ your gl-ss
you my music spit the lyrics i was kinda impressed, but thing that really got me was that the way that you dressed
short skirt, tight shirt, tennessee and brewed nice
lips the lighest shade a red, probably from sucking on ice
had the white contacts and the sugar field lashes
hanky panky got me, i was catching the flashes
re-really had to get to know ya’, gettin’ the draws
had to find out how ya throwin’; kitty got claws
pointed to my boys, send them out on a mission
hopin’ that your drunk friends didn’t notice you was missin’
back seat prepartions, spread the plastic on the floor
the blade behind back and murder knockin’ the door
my angels sent from heaven, you about face h-ll but don’t worry girl cause i never k!ll ‘
n tell.(be real for a minute)
what you know about love? (be real for a minute)
what you know about guns? (be real for a minute) just a typical murder. (be real for a minute) all the b-tches in the front row, step into the back and catch a d-ck and a cut throat
what you know about gun? (be real for a minute) not just a typical murder. (be real for a minute)girl you about to face h-ll, don’t worry about because, no because i don’t ever k!ll ‘
n tell. (don’t worry i’ll get us back stage to see boondox.) (hey we were wondering if you could let s back stage?)(you two got p-sses)(no, but have you ever had your -ssh0l- l!cked by a skinny sl-t with daddy issues and dirty freak with no gag reflex?)(be real for a minute)
what you know about love? (be real for a minute)
what you know about guns? (be real for a minute) just a typical murder. (be real for a minute) all the b-tches in the front row, step into the back and catch a d-ck and a cut throat
what you know about gun? (be real for a minute) not just some typical murder. (be real for a minute)girl you about to face h-ll, don’t worry about because, no because i don’t ever k!ll ‘
n tell. (k!ll ‘
n tell) x4

- boondox lyrics

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