Cam'ron

Cam'ron - Death lyrics

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death is
 fucking callin me. But naw you wouldn't understand....)
 Ayo hit wit at least ten, beat again
 Hey Cam'Ron need a friend?
 Aww man we meet again
 Heres your suit and tie your laced with the gear,
 You the same mutha fucka I been chasing for years
 (Come on chill man, don't take me)
 Don't take you why not? Cause you rhyme now?
 Listen here muthafucka lie down
 Yo yo chill it ain't my time now
 Come on last year you had me duckin the blaze
 What about that bitch that you fucked wit' AIDS?
 Aww shit come on death I ain't know that,
 You know I wouldn't of went up in that bitch kojak
 Yeah but her ass was so phat. But let's go back to when your ass stole
 cracks
 But I was a little cat that ain't know jack
 So I know that but lets go black when they put you in the trunk of the
 gold
 hatch
 Oh yeah with the cold rats. But back then I even came back with rabies
 But you still living that was way back in the 80's nigga
 But yo you tried to get me once when my house caught on fire
 So I let you go when your girl called you a liar and choked you with
 your
 necklace
 And what about when your ass drove wreckless
 Wha what in the Lexus? Come on now I'm thinking of Blood in the BM
 Well I know where he at nigga yo you wanna see him
 Ayo don't play wit me nigga you'll get lead in yo head
 Yo shut up nigga you bout to die you can't kill me I'm dead
 This is how I get extortion. I coulda got your ass when you was a
 portion
 Mom wanted abortion
 Yo why didn't you come get me when my time was done?
 When I didn't have a penny and I was confined to crumbs?
 When I wanted to kill myself and couldn't find a gun
 Oh yeah that time you was beeping me 911
 But to mean I was petty
 But now I ain't ready
 Man Cam hurry up I got to go get little ready
 Me and her got a little 2:00 appointment
 She playing with wires while she eating on a ointment
 Yo but I don't wanna even join the casket crew
 Too bad mutha fucka be back in a few
 Yo chill, chill chill yo, shit.
 (chorus) x3
 Oh you slid up on me. Ayo Death hurry up before they give up on me.
 Come on, my man
 It's your time, it's your time
 Ayo Death I forsake you, I ain't trying to snake you
 Well why shouldn't I take you
 Well I understand I stole bottles. But nowadays I'm the one the little
 grove
 follow
 Yo I'm like a role model. And my girls pregnant
 Look don't hand me the game
 Yo for real I don't wanna see my family in pain
 Look Cam, man, shut up
 But, but
 What, what
 Yo man that fucked up
 Yeah, well tough luck
 Ayo just show me the light and get me through the fog
 What about Mr. Diggs and Jimmy and the God
 Oh your crew after you left they got a little chest hair
 After hard rocks yo they'll meet you here next year
 Ayo what happened to em
 You know niggas on the hill sniped em
 Ayo why they just ain't fight em?
 See funerals I like em you see family and friends
 Yeah don't forget the snitches
 While you looking for them man I'm looking for the bitches
 And you don't need no ends, and nigga no friends
 I'm just gonna go wit you I ain't got no wins
 Lemme get my shit man I'll go check it.
 Matter fact death you got to give me one second
 Before I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep
 And if I die.....
 Ayo man, cut the crap man just get yo shit man and that'll be that
 Man fuck it death I'm ready to go lying in the ditch
 Aw Cam yo you always fucking crying like a bitch
 I ain't gonna take you your life you can have that
 Just wanted to waste time you someone to laugh at
 Ayo why you fuck with me just give me one answer
 Ayo I see you next album with my man lung cancer
 (chorus til end
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Untertainment Records LLC

Details:

Released in: 1998

Language: English

Appearing on: Confessions of Fire (1998)

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