Lyrics Dead-A-Man - Krizz Kaliko, Big Scoob

Dead-A-Man

I’m a beast from the streets, I’m sweaty and breathing hard
I’m peeping in thru the window, he’s slipping puffing cigars
Sipping on some brandy, it’s dandy just for a moment
He flaunted now I want it, I plotted and got up on it
Breathing like a deamon?
Poseidon, then?
start my evening
I’m thingking 'bout my heathens, I’m ?feeding?
so I ain’t leaving
Destruction as a bust in!
Yelling loud and cussing!
Looking like the devil gripping metal, I ain’t bluffing!
Take me to the money, ?viola?
just like I told ya
Playing with me only gonna make cock an explosion
Soldier, told ya first time that ya met a nigga
Play the game fair or regret you ever met me nigga!
On a mission out hunting, I’m vicious and look suspicious
Best believe me when I tell you «I will!»
Let me do it, I can do it, been thru it but nigga, really?!
I should have been dead!
Moving slow, sitting low, we’ve been hunting all night
On a mission with precision, bout to take this nigga’s life
Only bright nigga played me for a large sum of cash
Hope it’s worth it, when this choppa get to sing it to his ass!
With this bullets singing past, cutting holes thru his ass
I forget alotta shit, but I remember all my ???
Let it pass, been a year now, I bet he think I’m soft
He was playing checkers, it was chess that I was tought
I’m strategic so believe it, every nigga that has wronged me
Either finished briething or one evening, he won’t be!
I wished that is was different and I didn’t had to kill for bread
But this the life I chose, when he shows this nigga’s dead
God’s karma man, these niggas let me have it, I was slipping
I was going off to liquor… hell alrighty I was tripping
Chasing pussy like a rooky and I know I’m out of bounds
Papered-up and flamed-up, nigga showing I’m ?a hound?
All I heard was spittin rounds, from the chop I know the sound
Heard the zing and saw the blades trying to lay me down
Took for cover so I?
scrubble?, trying to keep from passing out
Doing a hundred on the block, I’m in and out, I’m blacking out
Called the homies and the?
missles?, just in case I didn’t make it
Want revenge and I can taste it!
I was praying that I made it
I didn’t ask for forgiveness, I still had to handle bidniss
So as God is my witness, I can tell you why I’m living