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1996 - zakee lyrics

[hook]
scared to death, they scared to look
they shook. cause ain’t no such thing as half way crooks

[verse 1: zakee]
n-gga, hold your tech, you ain’t touching me
all the honeys know i’m buzzing like a f-cking bee
that’s why your old hoes left, came to hang with me
i swear i’m so so def like jermaine dupri,
can’t you see my vibe can even make the def jam?
how high i gotta get for my eyes to get red-man?
fans be like “hey hey hey, you’re the realest n-gga.”
i should join the kkk, cause i be k!lling n-ggas
trying to diss infamous? that won’t go well
we’re a deadly combination you’re going to take a big l
and well, havoc i wreak, you act like possum in street
prophet the prodigy cause you know we be mobbin’ deep
and i be obviously, hotter then h-ll you see
and plus i must be the sh-t because all you can smell is me
and if i’m with your b-tch i’m commiting a felony
i pistol whip her with d-ck and then f-ck her until she bleed
snuff her ’til she’s deceased and then stuff her under my sheets
start f-cking her to the beat but it’s just a figure of speech

[hook]
scared to death, they scared to look
they shook. cause ain’t no such thing as half way crooks
scared to death, they scared to look
they shook. cause ain’t no such thing as half way crooks
scared to death, they scared to look
they shook. cause ain’t no such thing as half way crooks

[verse 2: keanu jones]
feel like it’s 91, mid 2pacalypse,
popping sh-t but i’m prodigious
hopping fences and dodging them
searching with em, i rob and sin
probably spent my last on this bad b-tch
she say i can f-ck bad if i’m paying over average
mad sh-t through my mental probably going insane
so i light this reefer in vein, contemplating k!lling the game
premeditated, never faded, my heart pour on this notepad
no dad, oh bad, so sad, i see me getting mo’ cash
show that’s, a palm reading and a palm itching
i love her dearly, but can’t do sh-t without mom b-tching
time ticking, my rhymes written, and i know it sales
you see us raised round these narcs, these sharks
man you know we well, show and tell
n-gga only trust two soles, and that’s these vans ho
grew up without a daddy, i been a f-cking man so..
wipe your mouth, and stop jocking all of my sh-t
your momma and them on, no room for you so hop up off this d-ck

[verse 3: cjay]
prophecy
you don’t know what it takes to make this, on a regular basis
face it, i’m the one left in the matrix,
destined for greatness
rappers were c-cky, but that’s before we met ’em
“who want war?” we yellin’
my category fell in story tellin’
prophecy. f-ck the one that watches me
like i watch it, i skyrocket right out the eye socket
who showed me a real n-gga? my mirror did
a lyricist who’s sh-tting on top of a pyramid
it’s a privelige to be in the position you in
who’s the best rapper alive? well i don’t listen to him
there ain’t no message in his music, like liquor is bad for the liver b-tch slept the night and caught hepat-tis
be proud of us, these rappers mislead. they ain’t guiding us
they sell their soul for a paper that say “in god we trust”
he’s the only one that blesses me, praise him til the death of me
they wanna see my name on stone that reads rest in peace
couldn’t predict i’m the future, miss cleo hate me but even miss cleo rate me, the f-cking g-o-a-t
zake, i don’t like hip hop of today. this sh-t is fake
tryna get this sh-t real again, can you relate?
uh, hip hop is not dead but i’m about to k!ll it. so i can resurrect the real one who gives a f-ck how you feel son
two faced b-tches, no need for cosmetics. my mind set as i’m prophetic cause god said it

- zakee lyrics

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