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Kill-A-Head Lyrics

I feel like I'm too hard to die man,
I feel like I can't see faded, you know?
I feel like can't no n**** fade me.
I feel like I'm the hardest n**** to walk the earth and s***,
You know what I'm saying?
Blaaah!
Steady comin got you runnin for your d*** life
I'm busting shots with this glock, n**** act right
You crossed this n**** how you playin I'm a naughty head

The last b**** got 4 shots to the head
I squeezed off and watched his brain hit the concrete
Last breath, last m************ heartbeat.
There was no motive for the murder on the straight tip

And all you can seen was blood and brains every d*** where
So I refuse to shoot a n**** in his stomach or his face or his forehead (killa!)

Kill-a-head and the body dead (2x)
Buddy Roe
Come down, your best bet is to sport a vest
Nevertheless

I'm leaving a mess
n****, f*** your chest
Hollow points leaving brains on the front seat
f*** with me and I'mma set you free n****

Pop my trunk check out my funk
Nothing but pumps,
Leave that a** smelling like raw conch
You coochie n***** playing with it you gon get s******

Metro wants to know who did it
Now ain't nobody rapping to the f****** cops
And if they do we coming back for 'lick them blood clots
We killing b****** not to mention snitches everyday
The 9 glock triple platinum in the MIA
Kill-a-head and the body dead (4x)
The graveyeard is my home
Tombstones and bones
Murder weapons is the case now don't hearse my bone

Headhunting is my hobby who the victim be
And who's next on my everyday headless spree
My gravedigger got a fade with a nappy top
Now I'm a fool and a freak for them dreadlocks

Quick to pull a trigger 'cause that's all I know
Robbing creeps raping hoez and just slanging dope
I got my masters in disaster
I'm like Andrew kick in your door at your hoe mad, your dawg too

I'm new in town your ain't heard man Jason Lee
Satisfied to his a** I had him begging please
I went to hell now I'm back and I'm hellafied
Took over down there made the devil cry

I'm a bad m*********** with a bad rep
I got a trophy in my mouth for every b**** I killed
I killed my wife and my kids, my parents too
I killed my posse and my friends, I'm after you
I crash your party kill your bed smoke some killer man
What the f***, I'm deaf f****** up, and I'm 'on Kill again

Kill-a-head and the body dead 4x
Buddy Roe
I'm paranoid 'cause I'm hearing thangs
Time served only out a few months, a**ociated with birds

They want to plot, but I got bad nerves
Peep, milli 14 on the front seat
You want to be there for your kids, n**** play with it
It's grounds missing who did it? I'mma deal with it

So 'f*** I care about your shawty?
n**** you been naughty
You skipped town with two pounds of my doo-doo brown
Naw n**** how you playing I done counted that

You wanted work, all you had to do is f****** ask
My cuban friend want his ends
Instead of you flipping the dividends straight to me and him you cop a benz
Silly rabbit you don't started stabbing, now I got to let you have it

Rapid-fire from my automatic
You left me stuck so now you out of luck
'Cause you done f***** my credit up

(Trick Daddy) Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
Coochie n**** what f*** another minute you won't get to spend it
I'm licking shots like a dread, b****, Kill-a-head

Kill-a-head and the body dead [Repeat: x 4]
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Based on a True Story (1997)
Based on a True Story, Part I Based on a True Story, Part II Oh Me, Oh My Bout a Lotta Thangs They Don't (live long) Kill-A-Head Now They Wanna Holler Going Down Like That Snowin' in Miami Smoke Out I'll Be Your Player I Got Plans Pimp Telephone (skit) Ho but You Can't Help It Gone With Your Bad Self Gone With Your Bad Self (Bom Bom mix)