No, help It's the killin' floor, killin' floor Yeah, ah, killin' floor No, killin' floor Ah, killin' floor Body count muthafuckas
No Help It's the killin' floor, killin' floor Yeah Ah Killin' floor No Killin' floor Ah Killin' floor Bodycount muthafuckas
ride now do the bride rock it, pop it dont stop it i wanna knock it open up and let me come inside take me on a donkey ride wanna make that body jerk
Leave me a drop of poison waiting on your lips In every war there will be casualties Even family members and best friends bleed Another tally on the body count
down they go as I pull the trigger. I get closer to hell as the body count gets bigger. I know what I was told, but this can't be right. Killing families
Freeze got the nine in your muthafuckin' face And just to let you know I ain't no muthafuckin' ho Hot feeling full of lead and leave your body on the floor
Y'all smoke crack and kill Jehovah Before you bump into this villain sober Causing the controversy that niggaz be illing over To have the children who be killing, in your building killing
I'm a killa Bad boy n she feel it My people told me bout the secretz of war I cant spill it Got four four four dem hoes Plenty counted for hoes I'm
the drinks on the table While you sleep I take pictures of bullets in your navel Open your face and pour milk in your forehead Count the bodies, that
me infect the ill upside down at the pit of my stomach -5,7.5.10 milligrams add up body quakes and hard wakes- streaming strips of bright [of bright] floor
schools Got warrants for arrest in about 20 states Got a bigger body count than fuckin Norman Bates I'm a killer, jacker, dealer, pimp supreme I'm livin
S] I touched the blue moon, my body feels numb Cause busters playa-hatin on the way I choose to come One love for my family, immediate killers The ones I trust to count
Told my grams I'm a killa Bad boy n she feel it My people told me bout the secretz of war I cant spill it Got four four four dem hoes Plenty counted
Nast and Killa Bee, full blast, get off smash Pull fast for your stash Long as the war last, foot up in your ass Tryin to count more math, bring in the
flip straight to the back Like you witness the car jack And somebody hit you with gat Damn Ain't no playas when we ryde Ain't no body playin' when
Havoc said it's on so i'm a buck ema nd I'm a fuck 'em with the shiny chrome kill cop me love cop kill me strangle say me strong for the motherfuckin
'm a play it smooth, then wipe the floor The door cracked, I kicked it in and let both shoot's go Three nigga's bangin' up all them clown's hit the floor
No Help It's the killin' floor, killin' floor Yeah Ah Killin' floor No Killin' floor Ah Killin' floor Body count muthafuckas
