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*Początek*
Those fools are never gonna rap again,
Yeah, we go push you all mother fuckers back,
It ain't over till it's over man,
Revenge is like mother fucker, ain't it?
*Refren*
Love me or hate me but i ain't stoppin' till I'm on top,
I'm screamin' "Fuck the world!" like Tupac,
Say my name and you might get a shot,
It's Nine Lives mutha' fucka' till I drop.
When the guns go off they pop,
We leave your body outlined in chalk,
If you talk you better learn walk to walk,
'Cause it's Nine Lives mutha' fucka' till I drop.
*1 zwrotka*
Veze Skante:
Ch'Yeahhh
They call me Scante Bigante,
Ok I'm reloadin',
Sticks let the drum spray,
Damn that flake got me loaded,
Catch a standin' ovay,
Clap until your up and open,
Daddy bring the heat up,
Someone leave the oven open?
Bitch who you kiddin',
We be hotter that a sun blaze,
So fuckin' fly I dont' even need a runway,
Blunts full of kush,
I be steamin' till my lungs gave,
Gotta, gotta get paid,
Now fuck someday,
Blocks of the chalk,
And a spoon full of (HAY),
Stay with more choppers,
Than the mutha' fuckin' has,
Truth call up Deuce like dude what it do,
Look pops for the loot,
Ain't no tellin' what I'll do,
I cock aim and shot,
HU I SEE YOU,
No I see you in the world that saved you,
I be all about the paper,
Baggin' up the yaper,
On my barbershop shit,
Give tha brick a taper.
*Refren*
*2 zwrotka*
Gadget:
You can love me, or hate me, I dont give a fuck,
What you tryin' to date me?
Either way you on my nuts,
But, whateva you thinkin' wont stop this super star,
This world is mine to rape,
Fuck it like stupid groupie broads,
I use a magnum extra-large,
But ohh, I'd rather do it raw,
These pussy rappin' faggots sissy bastards,
Really turn me on,
And I'm gonna stick it to them,
Man my dick is gettin' hard,
Fuck'em all,
And I'ma prove it while I do it like it's my job,
'Cause if it is,
I stick my dick up in this bizz to get it on,
While I'm ticklin' the clitoris by stickin' it in soft,
Just to trick'em like I'm fickle,
And it's possible I'm fluff,
But my dick is quick,
To switch the brick and give it to'em rough,
I'm a sick and twisted son of a bitch,
No disrespectin' mom,
But she gave birth to a kid way worse than a Bin Laden or Saddam,
Persistent I'm a sadistic killer ready to uni-bomb,
Gadget, if faggots want static,
Tell they asses bring it on.
*Refren*
*3 zwrotka*
Deuce:
I spew hate, in every direction I spit,
I'm tearin' down everything you built,
I already found my niche,
Snitches ain't never gonna stop me,
This is it,
And i can hear my voice bitch,
Everyone knows I'm on fire,
Shit It's the reason why these white kids buy this,
There's no more UNDEAD, it's NINELIVES,
This punk-ass better go home or retire, with his mama,
'Cause it's already too late to stop what I did,
It hurts when I rip this mic' up,
If you can't play the game fucker, better stand outside it,
You ain't never gonna have no fame again,
Both you and your pathetic band,
Look at these faggots, how I beat them with just a touch of a pen,
I could a smacked you hard,
But I tapped you bitch, and wrote this song instead,
Like I said in story of a snitch,
We are not best friends,
I almost flew over the cuckoo's nest,
I had it get shit off of my chest,
Yout tried to push my ass, off the edge,
But I got NINELIVES home I ain't dead.
*Refren*
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