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Spice 1 lyrics 1990-Sick ( Kill 'Em All) lyrics Chorus: Kill em all (4X) Cause everybody dyin on this motherfuckin album Kill em all (4X) Don't kick up in the dirt when I'm puttin in work Kill em all (4X) Cause everybody dyin on this motherfuckin album [Spice 1] I murda like this (this) I murda like that (that) Pull an AK-47 up out my motherfuckin gangsta hat Professional, Columiban, Necktie, barbwire strangula, over killa, dead fuckin body hanga Peepin out the window with an A.K., pullin up on these copper helicoptas, squad cars, swat teams with choppers 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 Fuhrman 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 motherfuckin jack a straight motherfuckin jack a straight motherfuckin jack Chorus (Get the hell off my dick, I'm 1990-sick) (1990-sick) *repeat 4X* [Spice 1] Nigga's to pull the lynch, yayo case and stick Marcia Clark screamin out murda, jumpin on OJ's dick Motherfuckers still sufferin and healin Some high tech knowledga white boys blew up the fuckin fed buildin Crazy niggaz still bangin and slangin crack to the death, when the game put em up on they back Motherfuckers catchin AIDS, from shootin hop And phony niggaz still get sprayed up on the block And I ain't changed much, hell I'm still smokin four or five motherfuckin choppers before it's twelve Motherfuckers 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 niggaz up in the magazines talkin shit Get off my dick, I'm 1990-sick Chorus [MC Eiht] 1990-sick, I grasp my dick The lunatic quick to grab my tech put slugs up in your neck Compton is the city where I come from Desert Eagle packin dum ditty ditty dum I won't just smoke you I be terrifyin horrifyin gyeah I'ma choke you The killa niggaz on hop We tear up your spot, Eiht, Spice, and my fuckin nigga Pac Don't cross my path, no class I be like shit in your motherfuckin ass Bullets I spit at you, your hood I slid through Evil niggaz tryin to get rid of you No witnesses so don't ask no questions Flee the scene, one-time'll be arrestin Killa niggaz don't play that It's Compton on no like your dome we stompin But in that gang affiliation Shit goes pop, we won't stop Uhhh, in 1990-sick Chorus: repeat 2X (Get the hell off my dick, i'm 1990-sick) (1990-sick) *repeat 4X* 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 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 1990-Sick (Kill 'Em All) 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 |