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Spice 1 lyrics 1990-Sick (Kill 'Em All) lyrics Chorus: Kill 'em all (x4) cuz everybody dyin' on this muthafuckin' album Kill 'em all (x4) don't kick up in the dirt when i'm puttin' in work Kill 'em all (x4) cuz everybody dyin' on this muthafuckin' album I murda like this (this) I murda like that (that) pull an ak-47 up out my muthafuckin' gangsta hat professinal, columiban, necktiea, barbwire strangula, over killa, dead fuckin' body hanga peepin' out the window with an ak pullin' up on these coppas helicoptas, squad cars, squat 10's with choppas they tellin' me ";nigga, get the fuck out before ya die if you surrender, we'll make sure that you quickly fry"; should i kick open the door and go to war or should i stick my throat leave a pipe bomb and a fuck you note hallucinations of seein' lynched bodies burnin' and all the po-po had faces like Mark Furhman tear gas through my glass window pane they wanna put me back up in the nut house again but I'm not goin' back and take my prozac they can keep the straight jacket and leave a straight mutha fuckin' jack a straight mutha fuckin' jack a straight mutha fuckin' jack Chorus (Get the hell off my dick, i'm 1990-sick) (1990-sick) (x4) Nigga's to pull the lynch yayo case and stick Marcia Clark screamin' out murda, jumpin' on Oj's dick muthafuckas still sufferin' and healin' some high tech knowledga white boys blew up the fuckin' fed buildin' crazy niggas still bangin' and slangin' crack to the death, when the game put 'em up on they back muthafuckas catchin' names, from shootin' high and phony niggas still get sprayed up on the block and I ain't changed much, hell i'm still smokin' four or five muthafuckin' choppas before it's twelve muthafuckas think they know me, but they don't know i'm sellin' first class tickets to the murda show don't wanna rap about no nigga, let's get it on bustin' domes, buck shots through your rib bone so all you niggas up in the magazines talkin' shit get off my dick, i'm 1990-sick Chorus Muh-uh-mobbin' up out the cu-uh-cut with a ready to pow one nuh-uh-90 sick content of the album If there's a cure for this, don't cure me I'm comin' with the fury playa hata's gettin' hung up like a jury so peep the game from an old school G you know so well the east bay gangsta, leaving caution tape and faces pale I bails on a full moon like the 12 o clock neighborhood watch scared to look and see who on the block just fed a rallys, no po-po come around here cuz it's a different time, different game, different year 1990 sick Chorusx2 (Get the hell off my dick, i'm 1990-sick) (1990-sick) (x4) Other Spice 1 lyrics: In My Neighborhood lyrics Money Gone lyrics Peace to My Nine lyrics Young Nigga lyrics Welcome to the Ghetto lyrics City Streets lyrics 1-900-Spice lyrics Dumpin' Em In Ditches lyrics 187 He Wrote lyrics Don't Ring the Alarm (The Heist) lyrics 380 On That Ass lyrics Mo' Mail lyrics Runnin?Out Da Crackhouse lyrics Trigga Gots No Heart lyrics Trigga Happy lyrics RIP lyrics 1990-Sick ( Kill 'Em All) lyrics Dirty Bay lyrics Mind of a Sick Nigga lyrics Drama lyrics Mobbin' lyrics Sucka Ass Niggas lyrics 1-800 (Str8 from the Pen) lyrics Ain't No Love lyrics Funky Chickens lyrics Snich Killas lyrics Can U Feel It lyrics Tha Thug in Me lyrics I'm High lyrics Recognize Game lyrics Playa Man lyrics Ballin lyrics The Boss Mobster lyrics 510, 213 lyrics Kill Street Blues lyrics Wanna Be a G lyrics 2 Hands and a Razor lyrics Suckas Do What They Can (Real Playaz) lyrics U Can't Fade Me lyrics Can I Hit It? lyrics High Powered lyrics Killerfornia lyrics Gone With The Wind lyrics Too Deep in the Game lyrics Make Sure They Bleed lyrics Immortalized lyrics Ride Wit Me lyrics Strap on the Side lyrics Jealous Got Me Strapped lyrics Doncha Runaway lyrics You Can Get the Gat for That lyrics You Done Fucked Up lyrics |