Temptation Part I (Explicit)

Songs Title：temptation 1
(Beat Novacane!)
Lord forgive me temptation to kill
But I gotta give these crackheads the definition of real
Motherf**ker die -don't look in my eye
Take this wit'cha ni**a, tell the devil I sent ya
Yup!Death ain't sweet man
But it's a fact that one day ya breath gon' cease
Some niggaz get cremated, others rest in peace
You can get shot tomorrow if you test these streets
Go against Crack -hehehe -that's a problem
I'm a driveby, stabbin, napalm kinda problem
Choose one, the AK or revolver
I'll leave your body leakin layin on the carpet
Yeah, this ni**a don't care
Have your head spinnin like that chick Linda Blair
I'm the Exorcist, niggaz don't know when they exit is
But I keep a K that cause a mass exo-dus
You don't want no problems, problems
F**kin with these frauders {?}
I had the ambulance racin the street
Have your poor momma raisin the sheets, muh'f**ker
Let me tell you 'bout myself, you can find me alone
On the streets of the Bronx, that's the county I own
Well at least that's the one I'm claimin
You know a muh'f**ker that's realer then name him
Damn near a decade done passed and we still on top
My ni**a Pun died, niggaz thought the sh*t gon' stop
I'm not concerned with the rumors and the small talk
Thought a ni**a learned when he caught it and he walked off
Shoulda put the burn to a ni**a so he'd slow down
Niggaz won't be thinkin, that's it rap, when it go down
In L.A. we got Bloods and Crips, in Chi-Town the Kings
Got other mob bosses kissin my ring
Don't confuse me wit'cha favorite MC
Difference is this mans'll kill him as a favor for me
Until then it's just...
Yo -wake up in a cold sweat
5:15 in the mornin, hear my phone ring
It's my ni**a Ant speedin, slow down dog
You actin like the po-po chasin ya, be easy
He tellin me, ＂Crack where the f**k is you at?＂
I'm at the hotel Radisson, hour ago
I did a show out in Patterson, took the b**ch home
Ni**a you know she was the baddest one, as was the Fattest one
This ni**a Ant yell, ＂Crack what's her name?＂
Carmen, why you stallin, why the f**k you callin
He said, ＂Joe they tryin to set you up
Put you six feet deep tryin to wet you up
You know that ni**a Pablo from... Ave
Now he push pounds of blow, niggaz swear he bad＂
Yeah, Mr. Friendly, he's p**sy I bet'cha
Nah he sent his sister to the club to come get'cha
DAMN!Wake up ma
I'm sho' gon' miss ya purty face suckin my DICK b**ch!
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