Kane And Abel lyrics

Kane And Abel lyrics

"I Ain't Runnin Lyrics"

Gentle Spike Resort Lyrics
And liars got that corner now And they've got flyers everywhere With ex-school treasures for hire And whitesnake riffs dressed up like Sid Viscosity like Sid Viscosity As lice is living in your practice room couch You're not the only one who's doing witho


featuring C Murder

[C Murder]
Motherfuckers always wonderin why this nigga winding up dead.
Why is this nigga dead.
It's because motherfuckers out here is stupid.
They giving to it some motherfuckin body.
They cross a nigga.
And they dont watch thier motherfuckin back.
Niggas gonna retaliate.
You cant cross a nigga without gettin it.
Cause a motherfucker realize that.
I aint runnin.

Chorus
I gotta get em fore they get me, I aint runnin
I got my TRU niggas with me and we strapped
I gotta get em fore they get me, I aint runnin
I got my TRU niggas with me and they gunnin
I gotta get em fore they get me, I aint runnin
I got my TRU niggas with me and we riders
I gotta get em fore they get me, I aint runnin
I got my TRU niggas with me and we strapped

I got beef with some niggas on the other side
Them fools cross me, now somebody gotta die
I got the twins in the lex with the black tint
I told em bust if you see a motherfucker flinch
I guess them busters
In the Dark Lyrics
Make me fumble Make me fall Make my heart stop and start To tremble uncontrollably Let my eyes see fear make desire Keep those who long apart Forbid the kiss And leave us innocent Of the things some do in the dark The things some d
wanna see if the tank real
They wasn't satisfied when they homie got killed
I aint banging on no motherfucking tape nigga
Test me and I'm gonna celebrate your dead day
I can't sleep when my enemy is looking for me
I'm paranoid niggas tryin to take my soul from me
But I aint runnin I'm a look em dead in the eye
I'm a real nigga and real niggas dont die

Chorus

[Kane & Abel]
Hot lead at your head at the speed of light
Cant outrun a bullet, you goin die tonight
It aint right but that
Cant Seem To Make You Mine Lyrics
I cant seem to make you mine I cant seem to make you mine Youre flyin around like a bee Hurtin everything you see I tried everything I know To make you wanna love me so The only thing you do Is try to put the hurt on me Cant you see what youre doi
s the way its gotta be
The circumstance is the murderman dance
Me and my brother made the world pitch black ready for combat
Automatic gats for weed packs stay strapped
Playa some niggas came but everybody aint able
Dick hard starin at a hundred G's on the kitchen table
They say my status turn to casualties when i squeeze
Hit em up with two two threes, bodies scatter like the breeze
Fatal injuries, i feel sorry for your mother
But i got this motherfucker fore he got me get em

[C-Murder]
Chorus


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