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King of Hearts
Lyricist:Scott Philip Santos, Esham Smith
This is how it's goin' down, mechanic MO-Town So sleazy, it ain't easy, being cheesy Use to be my boo-boo, now ya just dodo Milky brown like a yoo-hoo
Once upon a time did a crime in America With the seventeen shot glock Austria Plus crush burn a hole in my knee fashion Blaze it, peddle to the metal mash it
Now seven in my elli helly Picked up another bitch straight to the tele Bitch did me right soft like a pele Plus hush crush sticky green of the smelly
Straight bombin' on niggas like an Israeli Rarely playin' this game while I fairly Merrily, merrily, life is but a dream In my night here my boat row down the bloody stream
Infer-red beams follow me wherever I go At night close my eyes twenty bodies to grow Triple snakes got me wishin' I was home This is the East Side hellhole, that's where I represent
Bloody money got my life on funny shit startin' Niggas go crazy like Martin I'm out my mind in this bitch on the day For the dog lookin' at me, foamin' at the mouth with rabies Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
I got a message for the thugs Gettin' pug, get your grave dug Get your bloody body drug All title this suicidal is With the chrome and my fist, I don't miss
It's the E to the S to the H-A-M And I heard you tellin' somebody you was hatin' him But the simple fact is you can't relate to them Niggas cash come quicker than an A T M
Way too grim Bitch get smacked with the tech 9 When I holla out real life plus respect mine Crime is life and life is crime But what will life be without a real life rhyme
Niggas ahead of time and space Can't be erased or replaced With more shit that face Dead body after dead body, case after case Still keep the tulle tucked down in my waist
For the radio disc jock I might pop Seventeen weeks till ya might fall off the chart 'Cause I truly gots no hearts King of hearts, king of hearts
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