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lirik lagu children of the corn - fair one pt. 1 (fucking with two known felons)

[bloodshed]
yo, don’t cross the line if you afraid of the guage
i smell your p-ssy, see the b-tch runnin down your leg n-gga
you f-ckin’ with a well known felon, i do more than just leave ya swellin
i’ll blast you in your melon and leave you smellin

[cam’ron]
plus i’m into crucifixtion, maracos k!lls the fixes
presidents the purest nixion but they out their jurisdiction
this year we kidnapped, my brother’s in a bas-m-nt
he was busting with mason, jumpin probation
and k!lled without no justification

[bloodshed]
word up, take off the safety and insert the clip
then i start to flip, bust off in d-cks, inside p-rno fl!cks
up under my tongue is where my blade rest
my 12 guage stretch, is even more scarier than the aids test

[cam’ron]
i had a fight with a seven footer, he wouldn’t drop
pulled the glock, left him frozen like a pudding pop
my madness couldn’t stop
there’s something about me that just love’s k!llin’
i’m above feeling, just into slug peeling slash drug dealing

[bloodshed]
don’t make it a habit g, or i’m extinguish two in your cavity
cause where i’m from it’s like a ghost town
we packing toast clown, f-ck around
your b-tch -ss will get a broke crown

[cam’ron]
and the k!lla got real weight, semi-autos i feel hate
in between my ears and my head i got steel plates
so get that -ss flamed, in my head i got br-ss frames
horror’s my last name, with mad fame
to last forever like gr-ss stains

[bloodshed]
mad n-ggas dream about taking mine
but if they do, they get their faces st-tched up just like frankenstein
cause bloodshed’s known for jacking crabs
when i act with mags, i leave f-gs
soaking blood like maxi pads

[cam’ron]
aiyo, when it comes to bread, n-ggas make loafs
you run around with fake toast
money or your life, n-gga i’ll take both
i hate the heavens and you shady reverends
n-ggas like +90210+, i’m like k!lla cam, +187+

[both]
well how ?do cruel? for ya rollin a few
gotta stay ya hood from goons they be calling us ‘do

[cam’ron]
you’ll get departed if you come up in here son
cause yo, there’s no such thing as a fair one

[bloodshed]
my streets is smothered with dirty brothers
that k!ll other n-ggas mothers, just to get on newspaper covers

[cam’ron]
aiyo, you’ll get departed if you come up in here son
cause yo, there’s no such thing as a fair one

[bloodshed]
my sk!lls are sharper than a prize fighter
my right hook and left hook is guaranteed to leave your eyes tighter
out of my crew i am the loc’est one, so don’t provoke the strung
or my smoking gun, will leave you soaking son
i tell the truth, so you should all figure
my double four trigger’s +above the law+ like that segal n-gga
and i’m a buddah head until i’m dead
and ain’t no changing bloodshed
’nuff bread, enough said

[cam’ron]
plus i deal with ‘caine
enemies tried to peel my brain
so feel the pain, but i got steel to flame
knuckle game is still the same n-gga
load the pistols, i’m about the scorch like missles
any gatway blow the whistle, coach stacks inside the folgers crystals
i got the techs when i guard my type
looking for a squad to sight, who’s hard tonight?
n0body so i’ll start a fight
and f-ck a broken becks, i’ll yoke your necks
i walk around with a smoking tech, a trey 8
so vacate or get soakin’ wet

- lirik lagu children of the corn

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