Children of the Corn, Ma$e, Bloodshed, Cam’ron - Fair One (Part 2) lyrics
Cam'ron [Cam'ron Giles] Manhattan, NY, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Children of the Corn, Ma$e, Bloodshed, Cam’ron - Fair One Part 2 lyrics]
Yo, in Harlem we got
Buildings collapsing and shit
Niggas getting bust off petty money
That's why everywhere I go I keep mines
Nigga
Yo, don't cross the line if
You afraid of the guage i smell the pussy
See the bitch running down your leg
You fuckin' with a well known felon
I do more than just leave ya swellin
I'll blast you in your melon
And leave you smellin
I had a fight with a seven footer
He wouldn't drop pulled the Glock
Left him frozen like a Pudding Pop
My laughter couldn't stop
It's something about me that
Just love's killin
I'm a bug villian, a send a slug peeling
Slash drug dealing
Fuck the river up the nile
(denile) I'm headed plus with my collastics
Wish the Latino from Riker's
Isle would set it
Without the Army or the tank I'm liver
In jail the shank survivor
The couldn't control me with a tranquilizer
Where I resume is gloom
For we rolling some fumes
Gotta stay alert from goons that
Be causing Lennox Doom
Aiiyo, you get bombarded if
You come unprepared son
Cause yo, there's no such thing as a fair one
Yo, my street is buzzing with dirty brothers
That kill other niggas mothers
Just to get on newspaper covers
Aiiyo, you get bombarded if
You come unprepared son
Cause yo, there's no such thing as a fair one
Word up
Take off the safety and insert the clip
Then I start to flip, bust off like dicks
Inside porno flicks
Up under my tongue is where my blade rest
My 12 guage stress
Is even more scarier than the Aids test
And the Killa got real weight
Semi-autos I feel hate
In between my ears and my
Head I got steel plates
So get that ass flamed, hard head
I got brass brains
Horror's my last name, with mad fame
That last forever like grass stains
See I'm insane
I got brothers that be in gangs
With three in they brains, IV in they veins
Prey to God man, man pleaing in change
Often I'm bugged, then bust off in a thug
Have a chump coughing up blood
Then feel his coffin with slugs
Where I resume is gloom
For we rolling some fumes
Gotta stay alert from goons that
Be causing Lennox Doom
Aiiyo, you get bombarded if
You come unprepared son
Cause yo, there's no such thing as a fair one
Yo, my street is buzzing with dirty brothers
That kill other niggas mothers
Just to get on newspaper covers
Aiiyo, you get bombarded if
You come unprepared son
Cause yo, there's no such thing as a fair one
Mad niggas dream about taken mines
But if they do, they get they faces stitched
Up just like FrakenStein
Cause Bloodshed's known for jacking crabs
When I act with mags, I leave fags
Soaking blood like Maxi pads
Aiyo, when it comes to bread
Niggas make loafs
You run around with fake toast
Money or your life, nigga I take both
I hate the heavens and you shady reverends
Niggas like +90210+, I like Killa Cam +187s+
And I'mma give a fag slug
Once I cock the mag and snub
Then puff a bag of drugs
On the fucking Isle with thugs
So if you down to blast
Murder with the pound to cash
Lay you in the ground and grass
With roses all around your ass
Where I resume is gloom
For we rolling some fumes
Gotta stay alert from goons that
Be causing Lennox Doom
Aiiyo, you get bombarded if
You come unprepared son
Cause yo, there's no such thing as a fair one
Yo, my street is buzzing with dirty brothers
That kill other niggas mothers
Just to get on newspaper covers
Aiiyo, you get bombarded if
You come unprepared son
Cause yo, there's no such thing as a fair one
Buildings collapsing and shit
Niggas getting bust off petty money
That's why everywhere I go I keep mines
Nigga
Yo, don't cross the line if
You afraid of the guage i smell the pussy
See the bitch running down your leg
You fuckin' with a well known felon
I do more than just leave ya swellin
I'll blast you in your melon
And leave you smellin
I had a fight with a seven footer
He wouldn't drop pulled the Glock
Left him frozen like a Pudding Pop
My laughter couldn't stop
It's something about me that
Just love's killin
I'm a bug villian, a send a slug peeling
Slash drug dealing
Fuck the river up the nile
(denile) I'm headed plus with my collastics
Wish the Latino from Riker's
Isle would set it
Without the Army or the tank I'm liver
In jail the shank survivor
The couldn't control me with a tranquilizer
Where I resume is gloom
For we rolling some fumes
Gotta stay alert from goons that
Be causing Lennox Doom
Aiiyo, you get bombarded if
You come unprepared son
Cause yo, there's no such thing as a fair one
Yo, my street is buzzing with dirty brothers
That kill other niggas mothers
Just to get on newspaper covers
Aiiyo, you get bombarded if
You come unprepared son
Cause yo, there's no such thing as a fair one
Word up
Take off the safety and insert the clip
Then I start to flip, bust off like dicks
Inside porno flicks
Up under my tongue is where my blade rest
My 12 guage stress
Is even more scarier than the Aids test
And the Killa got real weight
Semi-autos I feel hate
In between my ears and my
Head I got steel plates
So get that ass flamed, hard head
I got brass brains
Horror's my last name, with mad fame
That last forever like grass stains
See I'm insane
I got brothers that be in gangs
With three in they brains, IV in they veins
Prey to God man, man pleaing in change
Often I'm bugged, then bust off in a thug
Have a chump coughing up blood
Then feel his coffin with slugs
Where I resume is gloom
For we rolling some fumes
Gotta stay alert from goons that
Be causing Lennox Doom
Aiiyo, you get bombarded if
You come unprepared son
Cause yo, there's no such thing as a fair one
Yo, my street is buzzing with dirty brothers
That kill other niggas mothers
Just to get on newspaper covers
Aiiyo, you get bombarded if
You come unprepared son
Cause yo, there's no such thing as a fair one
Mad niggas dream about taken mines
But if they do, they get they faces stitched
Up just like FrakenStein
Cause Bloodshed's known for jacking crabs
When I act with mags, I leave fags
Soaking blood like Maxi pads
Aiyo, when it comes to bread
Niggas make loafs
You run around with fake toast
Money or your life, nigga I take both
I hate the heavens and you shady reverends
Niggas like +90210+, I like Killa Cam +187s+
And I'mma give a fag slug
Once I cock the mag and snub
Then puff a bag of drugs
On the fucking Isle with thugs
So if you down to blast
Murder with the pound to cash
Lay you in the ground and grass
With roses all around your ass
Where I resume is gloom
For we rolling some fumes
Gotta stay alert from goons that
Be causing Lennox Doom
Aiiyo, you get bombarded if
You come unprepared son
Cause yo, there's no such thing as a fair one
Yo, my street is buzzing with dirty brothers
That kill other niggas mothers
Just to get on newspaper covers
Aiiyo, you get bombarded if
You come unprepared son
Cause yo, there's no such thing as a fair one