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THE LYRIC OF KISS OF DEATH , DMX'S SONG

 

 

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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