Death Wish Lyrics - Singles - Kool G. Rap

("Rappers go six feat under") (Repeat 4x) 

You're scared straight as soon as G Rap penetrates 

You want to escape, but you got a date to meet fate 

Run for your life when I'm starting 

Suckers are getting turned to missing motherfuckers on a milk carton 

Danger, when I rearrange and change a face, ace 

You're being replaced by a stranger 

I injure, and escape like a ninja 

You got struck by a fucking revenger 

A bullet inserted in your head, a shot got 

Murdered, nobody seen shit, nobody heard it 

Fuck around, the price is more than McDonald's pays 

And you can sing my blues to Billie Holiday 

Put your ass in my path and I'm a blast it 

Mind over matter, I burn like battery acid 

Terrorizing, sizing up the guys-a 

Finger on trigger, when I pull it, a bullet flys in 

G's a madman, came from the Badlands 

Crush niggas in my bare hands like beer cans 

Leaving a gash like the New York Slasher 

Showing my inches in a trench like a flasher 

You got a problem, I'm a problem solver 

Solve more problems with a .357 revolver 

Come near you pay dearly 

And I can barely hear when you talk so speak up clearly 

On a sole role, the golden mic holder 

And I flatten your ass just like a steam roller 

Pity for niggas I waste 

Try to disrespect, get the taste of a neck brace 

I got your ass on target 

You got beef? You better save it for the motherfucking meat market 

Rhymes choke you like a headlock 

If a sucker's asleep, I turn his shit into Bedrock 

Come on son, get done in 

Niggas are running like the redcoats is coming 

I enlist punk niggas that want some of this 

And what's left is the breath of a death wish 

("Rappers go six feat under") (Repeat 4x) 

A pimp that loves shrimps and lobster 

And for a hobby I'm hitting niggas up like a mobster 

I got a story for each little poor territory 

The ghetto glory in all categories 

The death threats I received from the head vests 

I'm riffing, the suckers stiffen up like a dead pet 

The troop that stoops to brutality 

Giving all nationalities a taste of reality 

cool G Rap is here to draw 

And any sucker that tries to beat him, you meet him in a morgue 

All victims unidentified, so check it 

You gotta see if it was the sucker from the dental record 

What I use to torture liars: 

Either fire, barbed wire, live wire, or pliers 

So you thought you could last? 

Go and get a green thumb because your ass is grass 

Eric B. is the undertaker 

His pockets swoll because he's rolling in more dough than a baker 

Quiet type, but I won't have it 

Cause when I swing with the boys I get noisy like traffic 

So if you know what I know, see what I see 

G Rap is down with a mafioso posse 

And I'm quick to go stick other suckers 

With a smile just like a sick motherfucker 

A bullet inside the sucker's guts and 

Hit butt and his nuts, we throw him in the Hudson 

This is for all the non-believers 

They receive a gash in their ass from a meat cleaver 

Don't even try to get fast 

You know the time because I'm 5 seconds off your ass 

A nightmare leaving you suckers breathless 

You stepping to cool G Rap, then that's a death wish 

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