Mr. Lil One

Mr. Lil One - Never in Your Life lyrics

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[Mr. Lil One: Talkin]

This is a story 

Of me 

Being a sick ass mothafucka 

As a youth

Shootin mothafuckas like you

And bitches like you

You all fall victim to The Sickos

Cause I roam and I don't give a fuck

And I never will, let me tell ya



[Mr. Lil One]

7 8 1 red rum, why? 

Really wanna know

Look me in the eye

I trust, not a mothafucka

Get it through your head

You dead mothafucka

Givin out passes, make to the masses

Cause I'm preachin, homicide classes

Glasses could never ever see me

Only the doomed could ever feel me

You and me, could never mix

Grab me a fake, put tape on his lips

Tie em up, fry em up, Sicko style

Flames to his brain, and then I smile

While you, the others dance

See me fuck around do the Devil's dance

Everybody, knows I

Don't give a fuck if you live or you die



[Chorus]

Never in your life could you ever fuck wit me

Well if you're the killer, go ahead and murder

[x4]



[Mr. Lil One]

Six Six Six, damn

Everybody trips, am I a sick man

Well let me tell you a story

Once opon a krime, sick up in the mind

One with the horns, like a mother morns

Kinda how I feel, fuck a last meal

Take the last laugh, beware of my wrath

Never talk shit unless you've walked in my path

Physcotic, all the bitches get erotic

You'se a dumb mothafucka if you bought it

What? The lies, she fed to your mind

The bitch is a felon, strike it three times

Krimes everybody commits em

But not every criminal is sittin in prison

Listen and learn, before you get burned

Respect you gotta earn, or get smoked like cherm



[Chorus]



[Mr. Lil One]

Come along for a walk, mothafucka let's talk

The sparks full of boom, your marks on the stone

Capon-e, I'm the shinin 

See you can't find, mothafuckas like mine belong against time

A land full of sin, they execute men

Give a grin then they shoot, with a brim and a suit

I'm off and I stalk mothafuckas that talk

The words from the cross, because it, I lost it

Fuck what you heard, through the birds, stop hopin

Go and rewind these lines just spoken

Feelin and tellin, only I can tell them

The way that I do, they're all about you

Ain't not tellin what I might do, since I don't like you

I feel I got the right to come and strike you, I might you

Feel this, piss in the mist of the fog

I admitt I commit a mob hit on your song

Not it's gone



[Chorus]



[Mr. Lil One: Talkin]

Yeah, Mr. Lil One

Remember, enjoy your living

Cause you're for a long time dead

Sicko baby

I hate to say I told you so

I told you so

I told you

I told you

I told you
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Language: English

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