Vega/Set
06-20-2005, 03:12 PM
now a nigga tryna get sum sleep/
but i cant sleep wen i kno tha reaper wanna creep/
so what is there to do but try ta make his body leak/
cut em up cut em up n leave him left somethin unique/
make tha blood seap from his ta mine, time ta leave him 6 feet deep/
bitch thought he was somethin but tha bitch was weak/
im tha real deal wen it comes to tha murderin technique/
so u bitches betta chill if ya dont wanna b on my murderous streak/
so to speak if u run an we play hide n seek i'll creep till i sneak a peek then slice ur face leavin u left a freak while u sit n shriek/
not many can contend wit tha style i deliver/
or comprehend wit my lyrics, so they quiver/
shiver wen i break out my trigga/
now whose quicka to get death, you, coz im wearin a bullet proof vest nigga/
silver bullets comin so best ta run or get ta duckin/
bitch im comin blastin wit my gun while jumpin/
buckin buckin dumpin bodies wit techs n 12 gauge shotties/
no luck in ya so tha only thang you get is slugs stuck in ya/
yes im deadly but i cant help it its tha wickedness in me/
showin no pity from city ta city on this murda thang/
sweepin tha streets even tha bitch is weapin/
tha new reaper creepin, betta than tha last, so dont get caught sleepin/
but i cant sleep wen i kno tha reaper wanna creep/
so what is there to do but try ta make his body leak/
cut em up cut em up n leave him left somethin unique/
make tha blood seap from his ta mine, time ta leave him 6 feet deep/
bitch thought he was somethin but tha bitch was weak/
im tha real deal wen it comes to tha murderin technique/
so u bitches betta chill if ya dont wanna b on my murderous streak/
so to speak if u run an we play hide n seek i'll creep till i sneak a peek then slice ur face leavin u left a freak while u sit n shriek/
not many can contend wit tha style i deliver/
or comprehend wit my lyrics, so they quiver/
shiver wen i break out my trigga/
now whose quicka to get death, you, coz im wearin a bullet proof vest nigga/
silver bullets comin so best ta run or get ta duckin/
bitch im comin blastin wit my gun while jumpin/
buckin buckin dumpin bodies wit techs n 12 gauge shotties/
no luck in ya so tha only thang you get is slugs stuck in ya/
yes im deadly but i cant help it its tha wickedness in me/
showin no pity from city ta city on this murda thang/
sweepin tha streets even tha bitch is weapin/
tha new reaper creepin, betta than tha last, so dont get caught sleepin/