Lirik Lagu Homicide - Kevin Gates
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I'm not the strongest man in the worldI never said I wasBut, I fear none and I respect allAnd if you disrespect it, I'm a die bout it
In the ghetto where we all grindSun up to sun downHustle all nightPressure on em, that's at all timesTake one of mine then I'm a make sure that we all cryHomicide, HomicidePray that it don't be a homicideHomicide, HomicidePray that it don't be a homicide
Malcom X a religion but this ain't televisionGo watch the movie then come back and try to tell me differentI swear to God I miss my nigga chest full of hateBullet in the chamber, pull up and go BANGDoin' it for his kids the ones that Shud don't look afterWatching the news in a foster home, they father was massacredIn the hospital laid up inside my dick a decathetarHeal up and go kill up everything in his familyShould've flipped me got to teach the bitch that tried to get at meLeft my nigga children on this Earth to be bastardsBitch I'm up in the mornin', caught a slip, grip up on em'At the red light through the windshield knocked out all his components
Had to draw down, lay the law down for a month straightAin't no sleepin', nigga beefin', this a month straightBand-aids on my fingertips, with gloves on I clutch chromeDuct tape the bottom of my shoes, with the snub onUp it, spray it to the pavement you a blood donorInfrared, white shirt, red all the blood on itThrow a bag of drugs on you, for the crime sceneDrug-related homicide, closed case, crime sceneExtender stick out, BLICKA BLOCK and didn't dick offThought that was your bitch she set you up, caught with your dick outTrail you to the club and catch you thievin' out that bitchMy decoy fight cause a distraction leave you leakin' out that bitch
In the ghetto where we all grindSun up to sun downHustle all nightPressure on em, that's at all timesTake one of mine then I'm a make sure that we all cryHomicide, HomicidePray that it don't be a homicideHomicide, HomicidePray that it don't be a homicide
Malcom X a religion but this ain't televisionGo watch the movie then come back and try to tell me differentI swear to God I miss my nigga chest full of hateBullet in the chamber, pull up and go BANGDoin' it for his kids the ones that Shud don't look afterWatching the news in a foster home, they father was massacredIn the hospital laid up inside my dick a decathetarHeal up and go kill up everything in his familyShould've flipped me got to teach the bitch that tried to get at meLeft my nigga children on this Earth to be bastardsBitch I'm up in the mornin', caught a slip, grip up on em'At the red light through the windshield knocked out all his components
Had to draw down, lay the law down for a month straightAin't no sleepin', nigga beefin', this a month straightBand-aids on my fingertips, with gloves on I clutch chromeDuct tape the bottom of my shoes, with the snub onUp it, spray it to the pavement you a blood donorInfrared, white shirt, red all the blood on itThrow a bag of drugs on you, for the crime sceneDrug-related homicide, closed case, crime sceneExtender stick out, BLICKA BLOCK and didn't dick offThought that was your bitch she set you up, caught with your dick outTrail you to the club and catch you thievin' out that bitchMy decoy fight cause a distraction leave you leakin' out that bitch
