Kiss Of Death Lyrics
Jadakiss
Ahh!! they tryin-they comin’ for my head po (uh)
they’re tryin’ to put pressure on a nigga huh, short notice (uh-huh) got
sumpin’ for them niggaz though (uh-huh) yo
Verse 1
I’m like the dow jones of rap, my stocks is high
And it never was
all of, so stop the lies
Mothafuckas’ll 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
That’s why now I
gotta rock my vest, pop my 3
And whoever die first, may God forgive
The nigga 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 money’s 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 it’s 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 mothafuckin’ palm squeakin’
And nevermind who the lox’ll
sign to (that’s right)
What difference do it make nigga? just listen to
the tape nigga (c’mon)
Chorus
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 label’s 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
Verse 2
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
It’s a
small world, so you better guard your secrets
And it’s easy to get
money, but it’s hard to keep it
Never was the one that like to hound no
bitch
All I do is try to keep niggaz around me rich
Screw
all-a-y’all 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
nigga down, take his rope
Now we-a, heat a nigga 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 nigga like me, fuckin’ ya queen
And the kiss only do shit with niggaz I know (that’s right)
And the
outside nigga can’t fuck up my flow (c’mon)
Chorus
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 g
E smash on the block kiss got
the label’s 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 uh
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