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capone-n-noreaga - you can't kill me lyrics

[capone]
we put too much work in
seen too many cold days, too many nights servin
it’s been tried, we will survive
cnn rise, keep street ties
we got a hundred n-ggas strong
a hundred n-ggas armed to k!ll you right or wrong
you can’t murder what’s dead
we walk the pavement with, one in the head

[capone]
now what i stands for i rise for, my man’s who i die for
blows frontline in the war, despise law
i’m built to be guilty, filthy, dirty, rich
n-ggas wanna k!ll me ‘fore i’m thirty-six
stop my lifeline, i’m tryin to hundred thousand dollar car and ice mine
predicate felon, lifetime
consecutive cases, no respect for racists, haters hate this
hope to trade places, and p-ss where my grave is
i lay this down, i blaze this pound i’ma say this now
f-ck around and i’ma chastise
you ain’t that wise, i’m out to capitalize
my cap size is nine milli, leave you slumpin back in your ride
my hood sit on bl–dy acres, parallel to my maker
i squeeze vertical a fiend i’m servin you
what dirt’ll do to virginal n-ggas, is get ’em kilt
filled with hot lead, but not by the feds, who wanna see me dead?

[hook: capone]
you can’t k!lllll, me
we put too much work in
seen too many cold days, too many nights hurtin
you can’t k!lllll, me
it’s been tried, we will survive
cnn rise, keep street ties
you can’t k!lllll, me
we got a hundred n-ggas strong
a hundred n-ggas armed to k!ll you right or wrong
you can’t k!lllll, me
you can’t murder what’s dead
we walk the pavement with, one in the head

[noreaga]
i can’t believe what i saw, through the eyes of the corner
i had warrants on each name, aliases in each state
i got caught, what the h-ll did i thought?
turkey bacon or turkey ham, it’s pork
it’s the same thing, you should look how i walk
the gun make me lean to the left, i saw it and repped
look for the moment to step, mo-e’ i’m wet
the judge know i caught a n-gga and i beat him to death
but it’s okay, i go jet ski in the bay
away from new york, and go lay up in l.a
i know intelligent n-ggas that move dough
leave out of the hood, and lose all of they sh-t
well i don’t lose nuttin, i learned how to mix with other cultures
other vultures, n-ggas know i leave my path
kneeds the math, it’s good like the haitian hash
it’s amazin, you know my n-gga maze won’t crash, it go

[hook]

[capone]
as long as blood in my vein flows n-ggas gon’ hate
wish on my death date, give my description, to the plain clothes
rely on my fate, remain cold
like lost souls to the crossroads, guns i been bought those
i’m a legend, only if lord knows
you can’t k!ll me and place me in potter’s field
y’all n-ggas not as real
i predict that i’ma die squeezin, thug it through the five seasons
i place my trust in the heat, my higher bein
you cannot k!ll me, or have me leanin slumped on a project gate
with one in my stomach, barely breathin
my moms grievin, my wife cryin, my kid’s a b-st-rd
i bust iron, f-ck livin or dyin
fools who work out get tight caskets
n-ggas who merk out when i spray crash kid
that’s the way that i’m on it

[hook] – repeat to fade

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