Nems - Homicide Lyrics
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Homicide
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What Are The Lyrics For Homicide By Nems?
This nigga Tony think he back? F*ck that, I'ma fold niggas
Make a mothafuckin' example out him, I'ma show niggas Around the way I done told them niggas F*ck the OGs, we got the same type of guns as them older niggas I know he killed the dawg so I'm holdin' grudge It's a homi' on any and everybody that he love Hold up, there go his man Mick In the car with his kids, I'ma split his mothafuckin' wig Follow him to the crib and park up the block Go in the trunk, grab my mothafuckin' 40 Glock On my way thinkin' this nigga gotta get it I'ma empty out the clip so that Tony gets the message Kick in the door, started lettin' off Mick fell through the table, got wrapped up in the tablecloth Skated off in the darkness of night Left my callin' card on the body and said "f*ck your life" Shit is brutal, I gotta get [?] 36 seasons, I'm stuck back on the couch Like a potato, I don't play though I'm stone cold son, these lames is built like Play-Doh [?] I seen Mick's body on the floor covered in sheets And a note that says I'm a dead man walkin' An empty soul just headed for the coffin This is crazy, they took my brother, they must be clueless I'ma get that mothafucka, I'm ruthless Relentless, [?] than a dusted out Navy Seal I'ma skin him alive, that's for real I ain't goin' nowhere, they let the beast out the cage The face of a killer, straight up, on a rampage War path, blood bath, a killing spree I'ma show these mothafuckas how it's meant to be Ayo go against the grain, I smell a massacre I'll stick a bomb in your limo, blow up your passengers Kill every one of 'em, leave no witnesses Time for revenge, now live out your sentences Ayo go against the grain, I smell a massacre I'll stick a bomb in your limo, blow up your passengers Kill every one of 'em, leave no witnesses Time for revenge, now live out your sentences I ain't goin' nowhere I ain't goin' nowhere Y'all mothafuckas comin' for my head? This is Tony Starks, you can't stop me, mothafucka Nigga I wipe my dick on your spaghetti fork, nigga I'm gettin' this money, nigga, for life, nigga, forever And I ain't talkin' 'bout shoebox money neither, nigga |
Who Wrote Homicide By Nems?
Dennis Coles, Gintas Janusonis, Joshua Werner, Malik Abdul Rahmann, Shaw Simons, Travis Doyle, Wes Mingus
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