
Date of issue: 23.05.1994
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Story |
Timmy wanted a name, tryin to gain fame like a skeezer |
Robbed the spot and stole ice from the freezer |
He’s a fool, cause he went in without a mask on Now he’s on the run so he dipped to Nebraska |
Hasn’t crossed his mind, his girl named Olivia |
She’ll talk the fall for the jump from Bolivia |
Asides that, he fat, livin on his own-ah |
Diminshed the friendship style, now a loner |
Relaxed while his family is gagged and tied up in New York |
Askin them, to confess his whereabout |
No one fesses up so the Columbian scores a blister |
Shovin up a broomstick to his sister |
Believe it or not. |
(3X) |
Believe it or not, believe it or not. |
Everyone screams like hell souls are damned |
Mommy gives up cries like bleacher’s bed fans |
The experience was 'aww shit’like movie flicks |
But the men inside they treat, the women like tricks |
One beats his meat, the other Columbian he pounds mommy down |
the longer Timmy stays out of town |
You get tortured, all of your babies and on no slackin for |
the nigga disses so he insists return |
He knows little of the pain that the family endure |
Still he deal his disease for sure |
He had a cure far worse like candy kids steal from a store |
Livin off his heist like a crack whore |
Check it out |
Enough of the games one said, butt open high |
Started with ma, gave her a Columbian necktie |
Doin the daughter far worse, I tell |
Pullin her skin back slow, peels off her toenails |
Raw skin exposed plus Gus that wasn’t all |
They drenched her feet, with a whole lot of alcohol |
The babies were baked, like cakes in the oven |
No remorse was governed, in their hearts was stone cold nothin |
He lacked love for his fam, obvious ain’t it He traded blood for money, just readin |
picked up a local newspaper and paid it; |
family slain — drug related |
He stood stiffer than a patient bein sedated |
Face still blew upon on it like wind |
Instead of you they took it out, on your last line of kin |
And now a sour taste devour your breath, what’s left |
is a thief that had his family tortured to death |
story. |
it’s a story. |
story. |
it’s a story. |
story. |
yo! |
it’s a story |
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