WC - Tears Of A Killa lyrics
[WC - Tears Of A Killa lyrics]
Our Father, Who Art in Heaven
Hallowed Be Thy Name
I bow to you with a heart full of pain
Tear stains, Khaki suited and off the chain
Eyes jaded
Straight exhausted from the gist name
I play it calm but the truth is
I'm losing my mind
And hoping you can help me through this
All these snitches, punk tricks
Cheddar twisting
Phony-ass niggas in this Record Business
Hold down
Now let me take my handkerchief
And tie it around me
Lake it or pancake it
Then slide on my bounties
Ride on, grind on, say a prayer with my strap
Hit the street and get mines on
Bring new heat
Swing through streets I want
It but can't stop
Chopping and moving this D, I'm in too deep
Ándele Ándele, rips and dime moves
Build with a nigga
Feel the tears of a killer
I got the blues, how shall I be loose?
Which row to choose, something confuse
La la la la la la la
(Tears of a Killer, my life
The tears of a Killer)
Can't go away, with no delay
Back in the day, my mind was made just astray
La la la la la la la
(Tears of a Killer, my pain
The tears of a Killer)
Dear Mr president, Chief of Police
The DA Firm
The Judge of the Commonwealth, this concerns
I'm from the Bandanna Empire
Just one of the many of young
Riders caught at the crossfire
A product of my environment
Rip riders and bloods
But to your perceive, that's a thug
But in all actuality
We're two of the same kind
Cause your war ain't no different that mines
We're both wave a flag signs
Nigga that what's the difference
We do drive-bys
You do fly-bys
Ring the alarm
Show me the info's of One Time Swarmy
Cause like Ali said Fuck your Army!
I'd rather slang Fuck All Y'all
Cause the President ain't never took
A trip to my hood
And around here, we've been at war for years
Feel the tears!
You know what I'm saying?
It ain't nothing but my pain
It ain't nothing but my pain
My struggle, your struggle
Tears - of a killer!
Uhh! now this is for them
Niggas from around the way
Cooking work up and getting it
My holster affiliates
Little homies, big homies, kins
That meet my niggas find lives
In them level four penitentiaries
Trust me dog, though my poster is on the wall
I ain't forgot, I still got love for y'all
Though haters wanna adjust me
Cause my wrist is crispy
Please believe it
These cameras don't mean shit to me
Side by side
We're all used the same blights
Came up together from the same bytes
Riding on the back of the Ice
Cream trucks and gold cars
Then when the money came in
Done fucked over the whole cards
Now, it's every nigga for his self
Cut throats
Damn! Loc, where did the love go?
On behalf of the Gs rested in peace
I had to speak on it
Together we're the shit, don't sleep on it
Hallowed Be Thy Name
I bow to you with a heart full of pain
Tear stains, Khaki suited and off the chain
Eyes jaded
Straight exhausted from the gist name
I play it calm but the truth is
I'm losing my mind
And hoping you can help me through this
All these snitches, punk tricks
Cheddar twisting
Phony-ass niggas in this Record Business
Hold down
Now let me take my handkerchief
And tie it around me
Lake it or pancake it
Then slide on my bounties
Ride on, grind on, say a prayer with my strap
Hit the street and get mines on
Bring new heat
Swing through streets I want
It but can't stop
Chopping and moving this D, I'm in too deep
Ándele Ándele, rips and dime moves
Build with a nigga
Feel the tears of a killer
I got the blues, how shall I be loose?
Which row to choose, something confuse
La la la la la la la
(Tears of a Killer, my life
The tears of a Killer)
Can't go away, with no delay
Back in the day, my mind was made just astray
La la la la la la la
(Tears of a Killer, my pain
The tears of a Killer)
Dear Mr president, Chief of Police
The DA Firm
The Judge of the Commonwealth, this concerns
I'm from the Bandanna Empire
Just one of the many of young
Riders caught at the crossfire
A product of my environment
Rip riders and bloods
But to your perceive, that's a thug
But in all actuality
We're two of the same kind
Cause your war ain't no different that mines
We're both wave a flag signs
Nigga that what's the difference
We do drive-bys
You do fly-bys
Ring the alarm
Show me the info's of One Time Swarmy
Cause like Ali said Fuck your Army!
I'd rather slang Fuck All Y'all
Cause the President ain't never took
A trip to my hood
And around here, we've been at war for years
Feel the tears!
You know what I'm saying?
It ain't nothing but my pain
It ain't nothing but my pain
My struggle, your struggle
Tears - of a killer!
Uhh! now this is for them
Niggas from around the way
Cooking work up and getting it
My holster affiliates
Little homies, big homies, kins
That meet my niggas find lives
In them level four penitentiaries
Trust me dog, though my poster is on the wall
I ain't forgot, I still got love for y'all
Though haters wanna adjust me
Cause my wrist is crispy
Please believe it
These cameras don't mean shit to me
Side by side
We're all used the same blights
Came up together from the same bytes
Riding on the back of the Ice
Cream trucks and gold cars
Then when the money came in
Done fucked over the whole cards
Now, it's every nigga for his self
Cut throats
Damn! Loc, where did the love go?
On behalf of the Gs rested in peace
I had to speak on it
Together we're the shit, don't sleep on it