Death Before Dishonesty

Blow Monkeys

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    Sometimes I feel like I've been infiltrated
    Mama told me I'm too related
    By niggas I'm often hated
    The reefer keeps me sedated

    I've waded through life's shadows
    Fighting personal battles
    Killin' snitches who tattle
    I slaughter bitches like cattle

    Placin' 'em on a hit list
    Never leaving a witness
    Only the real niggas will understand when I spit this
    Watch me handle my bidniss
    In a Gambino fashion
    I kiss a fool when I kill 'em
    Homicide with a passion

    Now he's missing in action
    His body buried in Vegas
    Made niggas done paid us
    We kill for Mafia wages
    Read my murderous pages
    Travel through different stages
    Discovering my descendants been homicidal for ages
    Proving death is contagious
    The reaper won't let 'em stop it
    Since it's comin' regardless, I might as well buck fo' profit
    Split with my glock and drop it
    Leaving his body bloated
    Left an ounce on the scene, now they figure dope was the motive

    Purchase plastic explosives
    Hook it to yo' ignition
    (?)Bury(?) on recognition
    Are found in the foetal position
    Killin' my competition
    Stimulates my ambition
    My mission's to look at fission'
    While cooking key's in my kitchen

    (Death Before Dishonesty)
    The penalty for crossin' me
    Is inside of me
    Using weapons I'm goin' at 'em

    I refuse to loose the game, I play it like chess
    Mind full of strategies, street soldiers get put to rest
    Crossing enemy lines, to find specific pushes
    I'm a paid ghetto mercenary walkin' through ambushes

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    Confusing opponents
    Escaping traps like Whoodini
    Show 'em that a G can lead an army like Musalini

    Foreign minister signing an order that I should be captured
    Then they found the fool assassinated just moments after
    See my objective, is to conquer the whole regime
    And take the art of terrorism to the fullest extreme

    Spies from other nations
    Sharing their information
    Using Pit Bulls to implement interrogation
    Government regulations
    Killin's my occupation
    Federal judges murdered wit' blood from AIDS patients

    Biological weapons
    Play at your own risk
    A mind full of terror
    Your nuttiest scientist

    Do you wanna ride with me?
    Come and ride to the other side
    Keepin' yo' grip up in the air as I guide you
    Buckin' on motherfuckers
    Me and my pistol; best friends wippin' on you suckers

    Live and die for money, I hustle 'till the sirens come
    Slangin' ounces out of my weight houses
    Drinkin' 2 for 1's
    Plenty guns
    Hoes makin' runs to get cooking utensils
    My credentials a glock automatic stamped with my initials
    Nickel plated pistols for workers slangin' yay-yo for me
    Brought 'em all down from a different town
    Don't none of my workers know me
    If you owe me and livin' cozy, be prepared to enter
    Your daughters school and find her missin' from the day-care center

    How can you murder a killa'?
    I refuse to die
    Niggas be plotting and scheming
    On my drug supply

    Witness a murder recital
    Flippin' murderous pages
    Rippin' out organs that's vital
    With killa' 12 gauges

    How can you murder a demon, whose heart never skips a beat?
    You better wake up, you dreamin', come see me where the gangsters meet

    Nothing can save you from loosing all that you've come to cherish
    So be prepared to go, yo, it's time to perish

    Chemicals alter my brain
    When I drain it's strange
    Some say the game can make you change when you havin' thangs
    I'm a G You a G
    So fo' you and me
    Before they take us off this Earth
    It's Death Before Dishonesty

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