Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Stroke of Death , by - Solomon Childs. Release date: 03.03.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Stroke of Death |
| Thug for life, forever eyein' the kid |
| '89 stick-up kid, King of New York |
| Regulation party, daddy hard-body |
| Rowdy Brighton God-body |
| Smooth like a leather bop, '83 hip-hop |
| Top of the world, get it rizzight |
| Dick to your wizzife, murder cats for the right prizzice |
| Four-hundred and fifty-six on the dizzice |
| This is real lizzife, ain’t nothin sweet, God |
| Sit down and think it through, God, God |
| 'Cause coming all outta ya face’ll get ya clap, God |
| You are now listening to the sounds of Supreme Clientele |
| Step in to the party, it’s me |
| God Almighty, Ghost still holdin' that shotty |
| Dust and Alizé, three-quarter Timbs |
| Terry-cloth robes, crisp hundreds in the envelope |
| Dookied on the globe |
| Thank God for my Wallabee shoe, it done saved me |
| Up three-nothing and Salt Lake City |
| Burgundy minks, whips with sinks in 'em |
| Broccoli blown, illa disease breathe, elephant skin |
| Meet the black Boy George, dusted on my honeymoon |
| Bitch like my wife, she popped my Ghostface balloon |
| Bitches think that I’m Dominican, slaf-hash Indian |
| Milk on my mustache, drop to my chinny-chin |
| Dive into dangerous parts, buildin' with thirsty mammals |
| White man scream, «Swim, Starks' sharks» |
| Smack the jail bail bondsman, strength of eighteen Bronzemen |
| Tall like Karl Malone «Mailman,» frame of Larry Johnson |
| Tony Montana blow, creamy white Havana Joe’s |
| Old Suzanna ho, pussy sweet, banana flow |
| David Banner, gamma ray shots, beast will marinate |
| Bones splittin' fatal Wu sword style, amputate |
| Duck Savanna wait, we splashed the glass, ice rocks |
| Our cash high price stock, our logo’s on your rice box |
| Plus your dice box on the side upon your white socks |
| Bobby got the mic cocked, buck-buck, nice shot |