ฟังเพลงTears Of A Killa (Album Version|Edited)

Tears Of A KillaW

C Our Father Who Art in Heaven Hallowed Be Thy NameI bow to you with a heart full of painTear stains Khaki suited and off the chainEyes jaded straight exhausted from the gist-nameI play it calm but the truth is I'm losing my mind and hoping you can help me through thisAll these snitches punk tricks Cheddar twistingPhony-a*s n***az in this Record BusinessHold down now let me take my handkerchief and tie it around meLake it or pancake it then slide on my bountiesRide on grind on say a prayer with my strapHit the street and get mines onBring new heat swing through streets I want it but can't stopChopping and moving this D I'm in too deepndele ndele rips and dime moves build with a n***aFeel the tears of a killerI got the blues how shall I be loose

Which row to choose something confuseLa la la la la la la

Tears of a Killer my life the tears of a Killer

Can't go away with no delayBack in the day my mind was made just astrayLa la la la la la la

Tears of a Killer my pain the tears of a Killer

Dear Mr

President Chief of Police the DA FirmThe Judge of the Commonwealth this concernsI'm from the Bandanna EmpireJust one of the many of young riders caught at the crossfireA product of my environment rip riders and bloodsBut to your perceive that's a thugBut in all actuality we're two of the same kindCause your war ain't no different that minesWe're both wave a flag signsn***a that what's the difference we do drive-bys you do fly-bysRing the alarm show me the info's of One Time SwarmyCause like Ali said F**k your Army

I'd rather slang F**k All Y'allCause the President ain't never took a trip to my hoodAnd around here we've been at war for yearsFeel the tearsYou know what I'm saying

It ain't nothing but my pain it ain't nothing but my painMy struggle your struggle tears of a killerUhh

Now this is for them n***az from around the wayCooking work up and getting it my holster affiliatesLittle homies big homies kinsThat meet my n***az find lives in them level four penitentiariesTrust me dog though my poster is on the wallI ain't forgot I still got love for y'allThough haters wanna adjust me cause my wrist is crispyPlease believe it these cameras don't mean s**t to meSide by side we're all used the same blightsCame up together from the same bytesRiding on the back of the Ice Cream trucks and gold carsThen when the money came in done f**ked over the whole cardsNow it's every n***a for his self cut throatsd**n

Loc where did the love go

On behalf of the Gs rested in peace I had to speak on itTogether we're the s**t don't sleep on it