| The lyric of Kiss Of Death, Dmx's song AHH!! Jadakiss They tryin-they comin for my head po (uh) They re tryin to put pressure on a nigga Huhshort notice (uh-huh) Got sumpin for them niggaz though (uh-huh) Yo Verse 1 I m like the Dow Jones of rapmy stocks is high And it never was all ofso stop the lies Mothafuckas ll blow your brains outand watch you bleed The same niggaz that you trustlet em watch your seed You got a dead niggazmoney don t stop the greed That s why now I gotta rock my vestpop my 3 And whoever die firstmay god forgive the nigga who livessometimes you gotta handle your biz To my niggaz when I diekeep inhalin the lye And come to my wake highwhen your tellin me bye What goes around comes aroundam I comin or goin ? All i m tryin to do is leave you numbgunnin or flowin I might cock-back the gaugeand start shootin at cha people I m lookin for the devil cuz money s the root of evil And Kiss won t be happy til my bezel look see-thru Until I flood N-Y with pediquo and diesle Catch me with the topoff my whip Bust my gun while it s still tucked so you could hopoff my dick I run with a few paroleesall thievesthat rocks ice Blue pacholies and rolies At the mob meetin keep quite when the God speakin Squeeze my joint til my mothafuckin palm squeakin And nevermind who the lox ll sign to (that s right) What difference do it make nigga? Just listen to the tape nigga (c mon) Chorus Jay to the mmwwaahustle cokeryde or die (uh) Kiss hand-wash moneylet it drip dry (uh-huh) Jay to the mmwwaakeep cowards on their toes (yeah) Kiss push the droprock the iceget the hoes (uh) Jay to the mmwwaa got the smash on the block (uh-huh) Kiss got the label s tellin niggaz not to drop (tell em) Everthing you get (uh-huh)you really don t expect (naw) Cuz when you Jay to the mmwwaayou kiss to the death Verse 2 YeahYoYo I wanna knowis the promise land heaven or hell? Cuz the niggaz that made promisesmost of them fell If you hungrythen I got some niggaz servin the shells With no sauceand they silveronly take one to kill you It s a small worldso you better guard your secrets And it s easy to get moneybut it s hard to keep it Never was the one that like to hound no bitch All I do is try to keep niggaz around me rich Screw all-a-y all cowardsI consider you lames Had to save my lunch money just to get in the game That was back when I used-ta have a mean back-spin And no mack-10it was just bats then U knowbeat a nigga downtake his rope Now we-aheat a nigga downtake his coke And you can call me if you wanna bye them thangs I get em half-price cuz papi know my name Call meJay to the mmwwaa And everything you got in your livin roomI got in my car Cept for the bar I try to put a little money away Cuz you know they saytommorrow ain t promised today Either bubblin or strugglin nuttin between Or have a grimie nigga like mefuckin ya Queen And the Kiss only do shit with niggaz I know (that s right) And the outside nigga can t fuck up my flow (c mon) Chorus Jay to the mmwwaahustle cokeryde or die Kiss hand-wash moneylet it drip dry Jay to the mmwwaakeep cowards on their toes Kiss push the droprock the iceget the hoes Jay to the mmwwaa got the smash on the block Kiss got the label s tellin niggaz not to drop Everthing you getyou really don t expect Cuz when you Jay to the mmwwaayou kiss to the death Uh
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