Juggaknots - I'm Gonna Kill You Lyrics
I seen honey and yo, I tried to hide the bulgeAnd thinkin of indulgin in an all out makinCall out Breezely Brewin session of the fleshAnd as the matter was discussedThis lust expressed through my reasoninWould help to seasonin that rump roastGassin' up that blunt most incredibleEdible vision with precisionHad her fiendin for incisionShe's with it, yo ***** a hit it, I was sluggin for the bleacherAs I represented, had her bugginCause I reach a promised landBefore I spread it on her jiff so onMust I go on play by play of the dukinI'll save that shit for Luke andAs she walked me out of the abode this kid she knowJumped up and said "Next time I see you I'ma kill you" and was jetty(HOOOLD UP!HEY! WAIT A MINUTE!)("Next time I see you I'ma kill you" and was jetty)Hmm.....that's differentThe paranoid feelin' my first spliff sentBut yo, I spoke as if the riff meant noAnd I'm sayin though, honI pleaded I needed bonin' historyTo crack the mystery why this nigga was fumin'Speakin of my tomb, and she said "Please,Don't even stress shitThat's like the average call boy that I mess withAnd I guess with bein' ghetto AphroditeHave your mighty wanna-be-mack-niggas stress the clitoris."So I considered this but also thought of his proposal[Chorus x2]Brothas on some ill shit, kill shit, comin' out they face("Next time I see you I'ma kill you" and was jetty)I'm home back, I feel the dome pound I ponder the yonderBecause the jaws of money on my swanson imitated BronsonBut ***** a death wish, all that murderous conversinCould never have my person cruisin' in a hearseInstead of on this uptown number 2Still I mustn't slumber, who knows the foe's mindstateIf his fakin's nathan, then I could be swayze on the strengthCause at any length mad niggas see God and Santa ClausGassed to the tenth exponent***** it I'll see, I'ma flex, don't it make senseHeads now chillin' in the room, I load the jammieThink about it for a second then I grab itCause yo, I'd rather have it, not need itThen need it, and then not have itYou follow, I swallow ghetto pride for fearin' shitLike honey said, "Don't stress it, just don't careAnd hit the streets like Mr. hardrock"But hardrocks become rock hard with rigormortisAnd respect is the commandment the diving trigger taught usWhen a dire nigga caught us off guard and scarredMental agony of all sorts, at least he made a handsome corpseBut me, I wants my wrinkles and my hairline while recedingHoney beeps me 911 the love bone's needed***** it, I'm out...[Chorus x2]Yo, check it out, turned the corner to a blockPeoples was lookin wild roughAnd I seen shorty with the mouth by DT's with handcuffAnd gettin closer to her gate I figured that he wasn't bluffin'The honey I was with is strictly bodybag stuffing(Cause I'm sayin bye-bye...)("Next time I see you I'ma kill you" and was jetty)
