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Till I Drop (Ft. Truth, Gadget & Veze Skante)

Those fools are never gonna rap again

Yeah, we go push all you motherfuckers back

It ain't over till its over man

Revenge its like a motherfucker, ain't it ?Love me, Or Hate me, but I ain't stoppin till I'm on top

I'm screamin' "Fuck the world" like 2pac

Say my name and you might get shot

Its NineLives muthafucka till I dropWhen the guns go off they pop

We leave your body outlined in chalk

If you talk you better learn to walk the walk

'Cause its NineLives muthafucka till I dropThey call me Skante Bigante

Ok I'm reloadin'

Stick let the drum spray

Damn that flake got me loaded

Catch a standin'ovay

Clap until your up and open

Daddy bring the heat out

Someone leave the oven open?

Bitch who you kiddin'

We be hotter than a sun blaze

So fucking fly I don't need a run way

Blunts full of rush

I be stamin till my longs gave

Gotta, Gotta get paid

Now fuck someday

Blocks of the chalk

And a spoon full of H AYE

Stay with more choppers

That the muthafuckin has

Truth call up Deuce like dude what it do

Looks pops for the loot

Ain't no tellin what I will do

I'm cock aim and shoot

Hu I see you

No icu in the world that save you

I be all about the paper

Baggin up the yaper

On my barbershop shit

Give tha brick a taperLove me, Or Hate me, but I ain't stoppin till i'm on top

I'm screamin' "Fuck the world" like 2pac

Say my name and you might get shot

Its NineLives muthafucka till I dropWhen the guns go off they pop

We leave your body outlined in chalk

If you talk you better learn to walk the walk

'Cause its NineLives muthafucka till I dropYou can Love me, or Hate me,

I don't give a fuck

What you tryin'to date me?

Either way either you on my nuts

But, whateva you thinkin wont stop this supa star

This world is mine to rape

Fuck it like stupid groupie boards

Use a magnum extra-large

But I'd ooh rather do it raw

These pussy rappin faggots sissy bastards, realy turn me on

And I'm gonna stick it on them

Man my dick is gettin hard

Fuck em all

And i'm a prove it while I do it like its my jobIf it is I stick my dick up in this bizz

I get it off

While I'm ticklin the clitoris by stickin it in soft

Just to trick em like I'm fickle

And its 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 disrespect to mom

But she gave birth to a kid way worse than dahmer, Bin Laden

Or Saddam

Persistent I'm a sadistic killer

Ready to uni-bomb

Gadget , if faggots want static

Tell they asses bring it onLove me, Or Hate me, but I ain't stoppin till i'm on top

I'm screamin' "Fuck the world" like 2pac

Say my name and you might get shot

Its NineLives muthafucka till I dropWhen the guns go off they pop

We leave your body outlined in chalk

If you talk you better learn to walk the walk

'Cause its NineLives muthafucka till I dropI spew hate, in every direction I spit

I'm tearin it down, everything you built

I already found niche, snitches

Ain't never gonna stop me, this is it

I can hear my voice bitch

Everyones know I'm on fire, shit

Its the reason why these white kids buy this

There's no more undead, it's nine lives

This punk-ass better go home or retire, with his mama

Cause its already too late to stop what I did

It hurts when I rip this mic' up, slap you upside

And call you my bitch, if you can't play the game fucker

Better stand outside itYou ain't never gonna have no fame again

Both you and your boyfriend in bed

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 to get shit off of my chest

You tried to push my ass

Off the edge ,

But I got nine lives homie

I ain't deadLove me, Or Hate me, but I ain't stoppin till i'm on top

I'm screamin' "Fuck the world" like 2pac

Say my name and you might get shot

It's NineLives muthafucka till I dropWhen the guns go off they pop

We leave your body outlined in chalk

If you talk you better learn to walk the walk

'Cause its NineLives muthafucka till I drop

Songwriters

EUGENE SHAKHOV, RICHARD MORALES, JIM MILNER, ANTHONY RAYMOND LEONARD JR., ARON ERLICHMAN, WILLIAM ASLANIAN JR.Published by

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