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Kane & Abel - "States Evidence"
Lyrics to States Evidence : (feat. Ghinn, Skandalust, Boss Player, Tommy Two Face) [Intro] State your name for the court please (Ghinn) Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothin but the truth, so help you God (Fasho fasho) [Ghinn] Hard times of makin niggaz brains thrust The way to make it now a days is have to trust And bust a motherfuckaz head, if he steps wrong hitem A one man army, niggaz swarm me, Im gonna getem by my self I dont give a fuck if I live or die, Im creepin Mac up off da shell scoapin, threw these evil eyes, suprize no moakin Nigga do or die, dont try Im floatin On this genuwine verl potent, nigga you watch fun and gloatin Gonna take you down when I starta pokin see I dont fuck around niggaz, I aint jokin is Im smokin How many niggaz wanna test, when it comes to brakin motherfuckaz necks Now whos up next, you wanna try me my triggaz the flow Fuck around and die nigga proove a hoe, nigga throw [Skandalust] Nigga bring me da pain nigga, I still shine to You bitches block my path, from one angle I still came threw Appreciate da gal blocks bitch, you set up on me Cause every hour or three, decrease me kins by three I know you bitches feel me, so stay da fuck out my path Cuz you dont wanna feel da raft when my nerves done got bad I wanted more then all I ever had, shed tears for it, years for it So dont think ima bust ya fuckin chest for it, make you stress for it Crystalization so far you talk shit, now what you facen Still ajascent, to my brother Jizz, who fucked dem niggaz who be hatin When I spit be like tornados, da last game of craps Most wanted keep a bitch straped ugh [Boss playa] Im hell risin, thug livin, just look at my life Doin shit dat aint right, getn devious in the night, flight Servin fiends wit pipes, everything straight but not quite Tryin to get paid, bustin to make it to the light My life is full of crackheads Niggaz dat blade, niggaz dat dead, some ofem players Some locked up by da FEDs, for bread Im goin all out Most Wanted aim slugs in my mouth, real criminals aint from down south What you bout, I bring, bullets sting They reign, when I come to bust your head, niggaz gon know its a thing And they wonder, when will there ever be peace Never, drama increase Slugs released from boss playaz on the streets [talking] your honour, the state would like to call their first witness to the stand Tommy Two face [Tommy Two Face] Murders the plot, attack is the plan, revenge is the motive No mercy cause they got loaded pistols, his head exploaded Now how can I walk the block wit ease, when niggaz is ready to cock and squeeze, make you stop and freeze You watch and see through these streets are like a war zone So I speak in a raw tone no longer as a G.I. Joe, nigga we all grown So wont the fact that raps it bring riches, when my enemy pull it, hope that every bullet misses, this is the dark days So now welcome to the dark age The place where the hearts rage and my strength the sparks blaze Raise my marks, worry everytime I leave and fear that Im next to bleed Hopen she aint the next to greive God believe my intensions was good A thick crew, a vest a gun or two, is the best defence in the hood Now could it be a nigga straight thuggin and stay dunkin Triggers we stay huggin Agony stay commin, motherfuckaz If Im goin down, Im takin niggaz wit me Like Kane and Abel [Kane and Abel] Watch me load my guns, a bit of sun, to the beat of the drum I was born bought off and wrote off since day one con straight off da triple beam, wit this lyrical sceme Mind designed like AV-9 wit an infer-red beem I revail an unseen click and quick to serve them fiends The meanest niggaz besta stay quiet, when we droppin I wanna hear pin drops and rats pissin on cotton Writin niggaz is plottin, leaveem forever forgottin Most Wanted aint stopin, to all the cuffs unlockin And my niggaz runnin out the pen, gun cockin and poppin [gun shots] [ States Evidence Lyrics ]
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