me on the center screen Kaleidoscope Aqua blue, turquoise and winter green Sunshine blasting Bright beams of ultraviolet, ugh! Violence sentenced, stylist Causes silence
it on, make it this way I stay low to the ground so I can keep my balance The element of surprise, the advantage of silence And all you root beer motherfuckers
no special when them shots go down You can catch one in the gut and go down The silencers work to muffle that sound Snuck through tools and on the low
basketball Had a favorite song, "I Miss You" written by Aaron Hall Now back to the original, neighborhood, criminals Clocking dollars, by the hour like his digital Styrofoam silencers
keep the bundle in the bush and the trash D-up, burn brother for the real..fast Terrible lung split frame for reala One-man go low hit man guerilla Whispering
't be minimal 'Cause I'm a criminal way before the rap shit, bust the gat shit Puff won't even know what happened if it's done smoothly Silencers on
stop spinnin' Baby, I can turn you on While them other **** tryna to learn the song It's lil' so, in case you don't know so Can't hear haters 'cause they talk low
fast life is much too short, that's what we all thought In an' out of courts for assaults of all sorts Seein' you go had me feelin' low Just to know
against Goliath, I shall triumph Hold down the fort, hold ground with a fo'-pound Pronoun in case it go down, cause people are just so low down At
the g's then I jump in the booth then sentence you to shots in the face got some low key killers creep low to your place to haters looking this how
they got me on the go go Enough to drive me loco, loco in the coco Loco in my low-low, scrapin' because it's so low Hyna's wanna go low meet me at the
devil and wanted your soul, I wouldn't buy it I choose to stay quiet, they claiming the bigger misdemeanor I wanna be like David and Goliath, shut their mouth, finally silence
no defendin' my plots I know your every movement, for six months I watch Coulda gotchu at your baby's mother's house Even at your down-low weed spot
The lamp is burnin' low upon my table top Snow is softly fallin' The air is still in the silence of my room I hear your voice softly callin' If I could
Hear that lonesome whippoorwill He sounds too blue to fly The midnight train is whinin' low I'm so lonesome I could cry I've never seen a night so long
Hear that lonesome whippoorwill He sounds too blue to fly The midnight train is whining low I'm so lonesome I could cry I've never seen a night so long
me They get up in the club, giving the love, throwin' the pussy Full of liquor and bud, booty hopping around up in the MO Get to looking around, every ho wanna lick a nigga low
masking Duck tape, a tuxedo and casket, I studied the bastard Know where he eats, shits, sleeps shit, how you think He stay low key 'cause he fucked