Tony Yayo Lyrics
Tony Yayo Lyrics
"Homicide Lyrics"
At This Great Distance Lyrics
Memory ancient light from a binary star bends across a receeding tide a single point of light st this great distance at this great distance only the eye pressed against the telescope of dreams sees two stars two stars, two white hot lines on a firey white spinning madly on lines defined by each others gravity. and by the time we see the light of memory there is no h
Memory ancient light from a binary star bends across a receeding tide a single point of light st this great distance at this great distance only the eye pressed against the telescope of dreams sees two stars two stars, two white hot lines on a firey white spinning madly on lines defined by each others gravity. and by the time we see the light of memory there is no h
[Intro: Tony Yayo]
Turn me up in them fuckin headphones real quick man
I'm feelin to body this track
and body a nigga when I get the fuck outta here man
[Tony Yayo]
Cocksucker this ain't rap, check my rap sheets
I feed you to the rats with peanut butter on yo' feet
44 bulldog, get money hustle hard
So the feds want my face on that damn number card
I drag you in your elevator, hit the stop button
So when I pop somethin they can't fingerprint nothin
I help you wit'cho bitch, I'm lovin your dame
Shoot her ass and her heart, hit her jugular vein
Niggaz talk it they don't live it, these niggaz is butt
Go through they projects and they jewels is tucked
I'm in apartment 4B, wipin down the llama
With two freaks kissin like, Britney and Madonna
And you know how I ride when the beef is
Spieluhr - Translation Lyrics
A small human only pretends to die it wanted to be completely alone the small heart stood still for hours so they decided it was dead it is being buried in wet sand with a music box in its hand The first snow covers the grave it woke the child very softly in a cold winter night the small heart is awakened As the frost flew into the child it wound up the music box a
onA small human only pretends to die it wanted to be completely alone the small heart stood still for hours so they decided it was dead it is being buried in wet sand with a music box in its hand The first snow covers the grave it woke the child very softly in a cold winter night the small heart is awakened As the frost flew into the child it wound up the music box a
Pull up, LA LA like Jamaican songs
[Chorus: Tony Yayo]
It's a niiiiiiiine, it's a nine
There's a clip in the nine, bullet in the clip
Bullet in the chamber, round on the ground
And that's why homicide all around
There's a hole, there's a hole
There's a hole in his head, hole in his leg
Hole in his pants, holes everywhere
And that's why homicide all around
There's a body, there's a body
There's a body in a drop, body in a lot
Body uptown, body downtown
And that's why homicide all around
[Tony Yayo]
I'm in that brand new Range; when I pull up kid
I turn your brains into red concrete stains
That's the beauty of gruesome violence
I'm loudmouth nigga but my Ruger silent
Sun-up, sundown, my fishscale move
And if a nigga wanna stop it he gon' be fish food
Yea
Bridge And Tunnel Lyrics
If If you want If you want to be the one that he's thinking of You You just need You just need to understand Ah, just turn around Just turn around Whoa A-oh-a-oh You are the only thing The only thing that he has left The only thing at all The only thing at all In later hours when the packed Bars start spitting cowards They're picking scars Cell
h Yayo rhyme but I murk a personIf If you want If you want to be the one that he's thinking of You You just need You just need to understand Ah, just turn around Just turn around Whoa A-oh-a-oh You are the only thing The only thing that he has left The only thing at all The only thing at all In later hours when the packed Bars start spitting cowards They're picking scars Cell
And when your mind leave your body your spirit is soul searchin
Gas your team, nigga I'ma blast your team
I got plastic milk jugs full of gasoline
Four-fours bark loud, you layin in heaven
While your moms and your pops in deep clouds of depression
I turn your head into pasta, and baked zuchinni
Like that bitch did that rasta in "New Jack City"
In broad daylight, you better think twice
Or that thing on your hip nigga better spray right
[Chorus: Tony Yayo]
It's a niiiiiiiine, it's a nine
There's a clip in the nine, bullet in the clip
Bullet in the chamber, round on the ground
And that's why homicide all around
It's a hole, it's a hole
It's a hole in his head, hole in his leg
Hole in his pants, holes everywhere
And that's why homicide al
Junkyard God Lyrics
My knuckles are bleeding on your front door and these flowers are wilting in the rain. They were for you and now they are for no one. They are irrelevant as mercenaries in times of peace. They are smoke twisting off the lips of a movie star. Here is a boy with paper skin who longs to touch the girl of broken glass. She loves it when he wears his skin like that. In tatters.
l aroundMy knuckles are bleeding on your front door and these flowers are wilting in the rain. They were for you and now they are for no one. They are irrelevant as mercenaries in times of peace. They are smoke twisting off the lips of a movie star. Here is a boy with paper skin who longs to touch the girl of broken glass. She loves it when he wears his skin like that. In tatters.
It's a body, it's a body
It's a body in a drop, body on the block
Body uptown, body downtown
And that's why homicide all around
[Tony Yayo]
Feelin to fuckin kill somebody right now nigga, fuck!
Got a SHITLOAD of guns right now nigga
Homicide come around I'm gone nigga
When you see them suits and ties
You best to believe I did that to you nigga
Matter of fact I didn't do that to you
Huh, c'mon man, shit is real man
This is for them niggaz - fuck yo listen lemme tell you somethin
Don't run up on no whip
Just run up on a nigga and blow his fuckin brains out
That's what, that's gangsta nigga - you hear me?
Don't fuckin run up on a whip and spray somethin
Lemme see you, shoot a nigga brains out
and stand there for two minutes, and then run, motherfucker!