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"Mortal Kombat Lyrics"

I Still Think About You Lyrics
Lying all alone in bed Crazy thoughts running through my head Thinkin' about you Tryin' hard to let it go My head says yes but my heart says no I wish I never had to choose I've been walking down the same old road Tryin' hard to forget you But I just can't let you go I still think about you Do you think about me? I still think about you No matter where you go Just as sure as a cold wind blows I still think about you Do you think about me? Baby, I remember when You and me were best of friends We crossed our hearts and swore it lasts forever But I guess that lovin' me Was just a temporary thing And I wish to God that


[Chorus]

We got a price on ya head

Baller Niggaz wanna see ya dead

It's a fifty g contract

I don't know what you did

But they wanna kill you ya wife

And ya kids on contact



We got a price on ya head

Baller Niggaz wanna see ya dead

It's a fifty g contract

I don't know what you did

But they wanna kill you ya wife

And ya kids Mortal Kombat



[Verse One]

Close ya eyes and envision what the scene was

Hit a nigga with an AR-15 slug

And then I grab the loot

Absolute

We had to shoot

Cause he was lookin at a nigga with a mean mug

And the theme was we was in kahoots

He played games shot his ass dead in the brain

Had the liquor red fluid

Was a bitch and I knew it

When it came down to it he was scared to bang

that nigga dared the game

to get his ass with his actions

Been through it many times before

He was down to side

But how many of them niggaz

really gonna be down to ride when it's time to roll

Ain't got no time for distractions

Money over bitches

cause them hoe's ain't nuthion but some agravators

Unnessary temptations

Instagatin' situations

by makein hoes swell up like activator

My nigga jumped out the lincoln Navigator

packin more heat it's the Cash And Tango

Dot-Dog hit the corner with the infared

on you in the blue 99 dodge durango

you don't wanna test this

Fuck around and get stranggled

till they leave you breathless busted

ya must have a death wish

ya got heart

but don't get it cardiac arrested

It's to late for retractin ya'll statements

ya'll mutha fuckas done wore out my patients

On my momma I'm a make sure ya hood gets rolled on

More than some triple-gold-daytons

Nigga you don't know what you facein

Up and tied in the ups

take a dance on the x-side

With mad men and they medalions

even all funny style niggas with a trail

get they neck tied



[Chorus]

We got a price on ya head

Baller Niggaz wanna see ya dead

It's a fifty g contract

I don't know what you did

But they wanna kill you ya wife

And ya kids On contact



We got a price on ya head

Baller Niggaz wanna see ya dead

It's a fifty g contract

I don't know what you did

But they wanna kill you ya wife

And ya kids Mortal kombat



[Verse Two]

Take you outta the game
Contrast Lyrics
Ik ben niet bang voor een discussie, meningsverschil of zelfs een ruzie. Ik ben niet bang voor slaande deuren of eindeloze zeuren, over niets. Ik ben niet bang voor zo'n verhaal, waarin het zomaar overgaat. Ik ben niet bang voor het clich? van zeven jaren, dat het bestaat. Iik ben niet bang, dat de passie ons verlaat. Ik ben niet bang voor de verveling bij de daad. Ik ben niet bang voor ergenissen of mijn vrijheid moeten missen. Ik ben niet bang, ik ben niet bang. Ik ben niet bang voor een inpassie of even rust in moeten lassen. Ik ben niet bang voor... het verwijt van veel te weinig tijd. Ik ben niet bang voor risicogebieden, zoals de vuilnis of te laat. Ik ben niet bang dat het idee van tot de dood ook echt besta
br /> cause you a rookie makin mastakes

you'll fumble the ball 4th quarter down seven

infiltrated ya game

workin for the state

lookin for dirt

But all ya shookin ass found was seven

desintergrated ya brain

Me and Dot-Dog crumpled them all

Like a 6 pointer earth quake

bent you outta shape

stapped a fifty pound weight to his chest plate

dummped his fake ass in the lake

Sleepin with the fishes

Cause me and my niggas get vicous

and hittin it with us

is impliable to bullets and bitches

impossible

Have ya momma visitin the hospital

trama center where ya delayin-ma fittles

I'm soon to be layin in bed

body bruised green purple to red

like a bag of skittles

and i'ma pack a little 380

creep into the room

infa beam circle on ya head

boy now ya dead

time to creamate em

seen photo

I'ma blow up ya stomach for nine months

Rosemary baby stab but up out ya guts

hear his mom screamin

mia fyral gave birth to my demon

I was ment to be a fyrl screamin

callin all mad men

if we deeper thanthe pack 10

packin mack 10's

x-raided for life

and nigga ya life is in danger

based on a true sto
Goodbye To The Roman Candles Lyrics
When I was younger I believed In what they were telling about Tolerance and love I believed that they really Wanted to understand and forgive But now it's all gone And I can see with my eyes And I can feel with my heart It's gone forever I say good bye to the roman candles I really have to go Before light and shade Turn into the dark I'm in a magic circle And all my faith is gone My soul is wandering round and round alone I say good bye to the misty towers One little spark in me And I would drown in the deep black hole Some evil power It seems to follow me And hope to possess my soul I didn't know that
ry

niggaz wanna hang your wife

feds find a corpse in a two story building

no head no hands

ain't no checkin dental records

or the the finger prints

as for Identifyin the body there ain't no chance

got the cops shot

leavin niggas propped up

in fucked up positions

like dean koonts hide away

I'm a psyco and my motto is

all of ya bitch niggaz gotta die today

I'm takin off whereever I go

If you in the car with me

then you'd betta have a gat and a mask

ain't no tellin when we have to blast

homicide at the crime scene pickin up the aftermath

i'ma forever gonna be after cash

thats why i'm at that ass

you wanted dead or alive

first man with ya head get the prize

if we kick down the door and catch you in the bed

don't be surprised

we gotta price on the head

baller niggaz wanna see ya dead

it's a contract worth fifty g's

every killa in the town lookin for ya

with murder on they mind

a nine milla and a fifty to squeezee

niggaz wanna gun ya down

I don't know what ya done but it was major

my nigga hit me on the pager

you been indited

every single body in the town know about it



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