Kane & Abel - No Turnin Back Lyrics
Listen to me young soldiers, salaros the laws of the streetyou know the law enemies stand side by sideYou can either kill em now or wait for them to return and kill youRemember this city's like gold you sell it at yo price when your readybut the most important thing neva take sides with anyonenunka against the family[Kane]Agh! Its been a long time we shouldn't of left youStill in the ghetto with some metal with some metal to wet youNo Limit killers dealers warriors mo niggas to step youYou *****es I disrespect ***** you and forget youI play the game I with go we take them ho's to that other levelDown south niggas still we known fo chopping ki'sin grams bagging quarters in bundles, niggas mumble and rumbleSoldiers strap fo G's fo combat in the jungleThat's my brother Mr. Abel I'm Mr. Co-Kane thugLife in the rain, tank still on my chain( ya heard me)***** together if you bout that ain't no time to explainAin't no talkin I'm mustin, take no shit I'm bustinknockin niggas out make some mother*****in RobutussinSomebody pray for me 1 ney 7 2 11 ain't the way for meFor several street thugs strip me fo murder tacticsHit the gold ranga practice(nigga) the plastic get drasticBout the casket don't hesitate to pull a trigger and wastemy lawyer worry bout the mother*****in murder caseAnd how you gone make moves with out killers behind, find outyou *****ed up I'm gone leave you *****ed up where I find youFear for my own life want hesitate to do youCause hesitation makes a niggas worse fear come true[Chorus x2]Cause ain't no turnin back, somebody pray for meCause penitentiary ain't no place fo meCause ain't no turnin back some body pray for me 187, 211ain't the way fo me (no turnin back, no turnin back)[Abel]Get killed in the dope game God forbidChasing money and street fame God forgiveSlang heroin and cocaine in hands of kidsWhy niggas die young in this life we liveJust a young nigga hustle on the block fo cakeBring yo crew and you kiss yo mama at the wakeDuct tape, death kiss on yo ankles and wristDon't give em no shit they came fo the bricksOn the project steps got nothin but timeTryin to phase the world with a vest and a nineGive me mine this crime a fast forward yo lifeNever press rewind cause these niggas ain't rightOn a paper chase, caught a lil' casePo Po hit me with the phonebook in my faceMama crying real tears cause her son disappearedDidn't budge when the judge said 50 years[chorus][Kane & Abel]Niggas ten years old already they killersSki mask tech nine gangstafied the realestReal niggas gone feel me, fake niggas gone fear meA hundred No Limit Soldiers make it hard to get near meSo watch what you say nigga O.K. niggaI then fired down the pen on the mother*****in A.K. niggaFully automatic when I grab itWant static I have to pull yo pistol ain't no time to panicFo green or geed killers dive by gatsout the window with speed, somebody pray fo me
