Capone-N-Noreaga - You Can't Kill Me lyrics

[Capone-N-Noreaga - You Can't Kill Me lyrics]

We put too much work in
Seen too many cold days
Too many nights servin
It's been tried, we will survive
CNN rise, keep street ties
We got a hundred niggas strong
A hundred niggas armed to kill
You right or wrong
You can't murder what's dead
We walk the pavement with, one in the head

Now what I stands for I rise for
My man's who I die for
Blows frontline in the war, despise law
I'm built to be guilty, filthy, dirty, rich
Niggas wanna kill me 'fore I'm thirty-six
Stop my lifeline
I'm tryin to hundred thousand dollar
Car and ice mine predicate felon, lifetime
Consecutive cases, no respect for racists
Haters hate this hope to trade places
And piss where my grave is i lay this down
I blaze this pound I'ma say this now
Fuck around and I'ma chastise
You ain't that wise, I'm out to capitalize
My cap size is nine milli
Leave you slumpin back in your ride
My hood sit on bloody acres
Parallel to my maker
I squeeze vertical a fiend I'm servin you
What dirt'll do to virginal niggas
Is get 'em kilt
Filled with hot lead, but not by the feds
Who wanna see me dead? You can't killlll, me
We put too much work in
Seen too many cold days
Too many nights hurtin you can't killlll, me
It's been tried, we will survive
CNN rise, keep street ties
You can't killlll, me
We got a hundred niggas strong
A hundred niggas armed to kill
You right or wrong you can't killlll, me
You can't murder what's dead
We walk the pavement with, one in the head

I can't believe what I saw
Through the eyes of the corner
I had warrants on each name
Aliases in each state
I got caught, what the hell did I thought?
Turkey bacon or turkey ham, it's pork
It's the same thing
You should look how I walk
The gun make me lean to the left
I saw it and repped
Look for the moment to step, Mo-e' I'm wet
The judge know I caught a nigga
And I beat him to death
But it's okay, I go jet ski in the Bay
Away from New York, and go lay up in LA
I know intelligent niggas that move dough
Leave out of the hood
And lose all of they shit
Well I don't lose nuttin
I learned how to mix with other cultures
Other vultures, niggas know I leave my path
Kneeds the math
It's good like the Haitian hash
It's amazin, you know my
Nigga Maze won't crash, it go


As long as blood in my
Vein flows niggas gon' hate
Wish on my death date, give my description
To the plain clothes
Rely on my fate, remain cold
Like lost souls to the crossroads
Guns I been bought those
I'm a legend, only if Lord knows
You can't kill me and place
Me in Potter's Field
Y'all niggas not as real
I predict that I'ma die squeezin
Thug it through the five seasons
I place my trust in the heat, my higher bein
You cannot kill me
Or have me leanin slumped on a project gate
With one in my stomach, barely breathin
My moms grievin, my wife cryin
My kid's a bastard
I bust iron, fuck livin or dyin
Fools who work out get tight caskets
Niggas who merk out when I spray crash kid
That's the way that I'm on it

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