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lord infamous - in check lyrics

[hook: koopsta knicca] 2x
put your boy in check cause he runnin’ off with demise
put your boy in check cause he runnin’ off with demise
put your boy in check cause he runnin’ off with demise
we some real -ss k!llers and we ’bout to take ’em out

[verse 1: lord infamous]
scarecrow rip jugular, heroin t smuggler
enter the maze of the maniac puzzler
murders, so far i think it’s by the dozen-ah
n-ggas that thought that i really crank governour
rip a man, double up, watch the flesh bubble up
… crank and your -ss better cover up
silencer, muzzler, pop you like triple bucks
bodies are sprayed when they clear all the smoke and dust
erratic surge and the murders are urgin’
they call me lord infamous psychotic merchant
as your -ss may know by now, don’t give a d-mn about the person
milli burstin’, slugs dispersin’, biggas screamin’, b-tches cursin’
flirtin’ with death is very certain, you end up 6 feet in the dirt and
maniac social schizophrenic, better not panic
death’s an irreversible damage
you do not manage to get away, look at your legs
stay away over there goddammit
scarecrow tha terrible, rowdy rowdy bounty hunter, let ya loose from the noose, then i hunt you down b-tch, that’s the truth

[hook: koopsta knicca]
put your boy in check cause he runnin’ off with demise
put your boy in check cause he runnin’ off with demise
put your boy in check cause he runnin’ off with demise
we some real -ss k!llers and we ’bout to take ’em out

[verse 2: dada]
but then i got the mind of a maniac, thoughts of a haitian
any given situation we leavin’ ’em shakin’
renegade your (?) pushed to the verge
of a lunatic, a lunatic want a conflict
and you tricks go down here first
the last first, f-ck a plead’s word
so we pat yo -ss cause you talk to much
got a whole squad of glocks – they don’t talk, they bust
and it’s best to go get yourself some business
(?) till you feelin’ (?) sh-t pepe
in the south we in the lead down here pepe
scope a hater on tha block, full-time whippin’
you a fool if you choose to lose
don’t be a hater on the side, been on the truth
and to me i can’t believe got yo mug on me
got the tools in the shed just to slice that beef
on point, all you haters stunt, tell whats right
on the block gettin’ paid at day and night
it’s the reason why you hate but i’mma get you some more
then i ride low key then i stay ten toes
where are no (?) you throw the first (?) out of my hand
got that on another level, p-ss you out to my fan
that you talk sh-t, talk this, we come with the land
got you trapped up in the maze with the world in my hand

[verse 3: youngin]
i’m still stickin’ to the code, real n-ggas keep quiet
gun fever, might heat a b-tch, somebody gon’ die, sh-t!
youngin keep it movin’, got no time for no witnesses
really you can face it b-tch, i’m really on some other sh-t
(manson 4 life) yeah i rep that, why you talkin’ b-tch?
you better watch your back cause i creep up and i’m splittin’ sh-t
blood on the table (?) you n-gga (?)
money make the world go round, so money over b-tches, b-tch
lately i been waitin’ b-tch, laid back get you watchin’ sh-t
i’m tryin’ to see what n-gga (?) out to get me b-tch
it’s k!ller for some (?) k!ll
i k!ll for some (?) a p-ssy n-gga, i keep it real boy
you better stay in check for the tec cause your neck
break your neck for respect cause that what i die for
and what i live for, oh hatin’ -ss hoe stop hatin’ on me hoe
see youngin make moves and youngin break too
you don’t really want to beef, i tell your friends are some fools
see youngin be the dude on da block with da glock
stay c-cked, four cops burnin’ blocks on you fool
you n-ggas hate that, i know you n-gga do
really you can go face it, ain’t sh-t that they can do
yeah it’s like that, need to free my n-gga jack
i can’t wait that he get back so he can put you back in check b-tch

- lord infamous lyrics

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