Jimi The Fly Lyrics - Razor

Jimi the fly, he couldn't decide, was crossing a deadly line 

Feelin' the heat, the word on the street was a contract for his life 

He knew all along, if he sung the song, he'd scratch doing time 

Stepped up to bat, squealed like a rat, now he's running for his life 

He thought it was sealed, he was making the deal 

When the feds brought down the sting 

Under the knife, he was looking at life unless he turned the family in 

He made up the play with the crooked d.a., never had to serve no time 

Jimi the fly, organized crime 

Nowhere to hide, scared deep inside and the walls were closing in 

He made the mistake, now it's up to fate, and the fear was setting in 

Feeling the strain, he then changed his name with a hand from Johnny Law 

They moved him out west, with a bullet proof vest, but you can't Escape the mob 

Jimi the fly was living a lie on the corner of 8th and 3rd 

The life of a fink as he swallowed his drink, now his vision was slightly 

blurred 

As he left the bar, drivin' up in a car were the suits that covered thugs 

They fired their rounds, now dead on the ground lies a bloody soaked Jimi the 

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