Kiss Of Death (Album Version|Explicit)

Kiss Of Death (Album Version|Explicit) - Ruff Ryders/Jadakiss

Written by：Kaseem Dean/Jason Phillips

Ahh

They tryin they comin' for my head po uh

Theyre tryin to put pressure on a ni**a

Huh short notice uh huh

Got sumpin for them niggaz though uh huh

Yo

I'm like the dow jones of rap my stocks is high

And it never was all of so stop the lies

Mothaf**kasll blow your brains out and watch you bleed

The same niggaz that you trust let em watch your seed

You got a dead niggaz money don't stop the greed

Thats why now I gotta rock my vest pop my 3

And whoever die first may God forgive

The ni**a who lives sometimes you gotta handle your biz

To my niggaz when I die keep inhalin the lye

And come to my wake high when your tellin me bye

What goes around comes around am I comin or goin'

All I'm tryin to do is leave you numb gunnin or flowin'

I might cock back the gauge and start shootin at cha people

I'm lookin for the devil cuz moneys 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 top off my whip

Bust my gun while its still tucked

So you could hop off my dick

I run with a few parolees all thieves that rocks ice

Blue pacholies and rolies

At the mob meetin keep quite when the God speakin

Squeeze my joint til my mothaf**kin palm squeakin

And nevermind who the loxll sign to thats right

What difference do it make ni**a

Just listen to the tape ni**a cmon

Jay to the mmwwaa hustle coke ryde or die uh

Kiss hand wash money let it drip dry uh huh

Jay to the mmwwaa keep cowards on their toes yeah

Kiss push the drop rock the ice get the hoes uh

Jay to the mmwwaa got the smash on the block uh huh

Kiss got the labels tellin niggaz not to drop tell em

Everthing you get uh huh you really don't expect naw

Cuz when you jay to the mmwwaa you kiss to the death

Yeah yo yo

I wanna know is the promise land heaven or hell

Cuz the niggaz that made promises most of them fell

If you hungry then I got some niggaz servin the shells

With no sauce and they silver only take one to kill you

Its a small world so you better guard your secrets

And its easy to get money but its hard to keep it

Never was the one that like to hound no b**ch

All I do is try to keep niggaz around me rich

Screw all a yall cowards I 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 10 it was just bats then

U know beat a ni**a down take his rope

Now we a heat a ni**a down take his coke

And you can call me if you wanna bye them thangs

I get em half price cuz papi know my name

Call me jay to the mmwwaa

And everything you got in your livin room I got in my car

Cept for the bar

I try to put a little money away

Cuz you know they say tommorrow ain't promised today

Either bubblin or strugglin nuttin between

Or have a grimie ni**a like me f**kin ya queen

And the kiss only do sh*t with niggaz I know thats right

And the outside ni**a can't f**k up my flow c'mon

Jay to the mmwwaa hustle coke ryde or die

Kiss hand wash money let it drip dry

Jay to the mmwwaa keep cowards on their toes

Kiss push the drop rock the ice get the hoes

Jay to the mmwwaa got the smash on the block

Kiss got the labels tellin niggaz not to drop

Everthing you get you really don't expect

Cuz when you jay to the mmwwaa you kiss to the death

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