a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

mickey diamond - crime wav lyrics

[verse 1:]
here’s a psa for all you frail blogging
don’t make me put the shooters on your trail while you’re jogging
every word could be the final nail in your coffin
they hog tie you up and put a sh+ll in your noggin
we’ve been verified f+ck a blue checker log and
when rappers talk greezy their arteries start to clogging
we never beg for pardons chain smoke squares by the car and pierce your flesh with the spear like a spartan
dressed to k!ll this prada makes me feel extra ill
you test the sk!ll your blood type could be the next to spill
my n+ggas will blast for me yet the lord bless me still
two nines at all times i’m thinking wayne gretzky drills
i will put a band on your head like jason terry and darius miles
leave a sinner seeking sanctuary carrying rounds
his blood on the soil like an indian burial ground
my songs sound like pet sematary hail mary, scary
look in my eyes no surprise, we survived
using knowledge that we took from the wise
memoirs of a money hungry crook on the rise
everybody know my face so i shook to the sky

[hook:]
even the devil cries
they say evil never dies
you can try but you’ll never take me alive
you’ll never take me alive
woke up with blood in my eyes
slept with a gun on my side
you can try but you’ll never take me alive
you’ll never take me alive
[verse 2:]
okay
on nights like this, i’ll pump the gas with my gun out
you try to rob me, i let a hundred shots dim out
in the darkest night like my ar bring the sun out
60 rounds down like questlove when the drum out
my inner demons come out trying to drag me to h+ll
wear baggies and scale supreme patti labelle
if only you knew shoot her for the bucks
it gets ugly as sammy cosell
used to be the plug ’till they put his whole family in jail
sh+lls at the head of the boss the god flow
big hammer, nail your hands to the cross
married to the streets never had a plan to divorce
profit and loss you pick it up or dropping it
our money exchange hands like armani track suits
i let mac shoot the mac while i push the black coupe
through the east side beep the h+rn twice chuck a peace sign
treat the x5 beamer truck like a nissan

- mickey diamond lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS