(feat. Above The Law, Kokane)



[Intro:]

[Kokane:] the whole fuckin' world is goin' mad [Laughter]

well check this out

what the fuck would you do if you only have five minutes

to live

would you do some evil shit

[Km.G:] hell yeah

[Kokane:] or would you repent the name of your motherfuckin' soul

yo Frost

[Frost:] what's up

[Kokane:] tell these motherfuckers your last confession



[Verse 1: Frost]

the murders, I never really planned them

I just read through the telephone book chose them randam

Mrs Jones, 215 South Michigan, Apartment 14, yo my victim

I'm at home polishin' my Chrome and rollin' joints

and put the silent knot in the tips of the hollow points

dumb bitch, left the door unlocked

now I'm puttin' on my Ski mask and .45 is cocked

tryin' to stay quit, the front door is squeezed

anxious, I haven't seen blood of weaks

known that cops wanna fold me

thinkin' of some shit my psychiatrist told me

but fuck it, I wanted so that I taste it

one more fantasy for feelin' this one life wastin'

and they said I have a fucked up view

now purpose through our head and here's your moment of true...



[Chorus x2: Km.G]

we have been to the last days

last equation, in this situation

nobody seems concern

as the world turns, as the world turns



[Verse 2: Cold 187Um]

now see it was once said, yo reap what you sow

but I guess I forgot what I was told

ugh, I came deep yo, I can't sleep

I'm havin' a vision of the homey layin' dead in the streets

"who did it, who did it"

I don't know, kept peepers over this bitch

on the North side named sherk

so now we on the who-ride, to check that nympho

pistol whipped, the hoe told the Info

made her call that motherfucker up, told her tell him that you horny

tell him that you wanna fuck, and when she finished

I told her have a nice day

I shot her in the head twice, put her down the hallway

right about me, I heard a car pulled up

yeah, hear comin' the punk, but he about to get fucked

ugh, knock, knock, I let the door slide open

and let my Desert Eagle, do the smokin' fool....



[Verse 3: Km.G]

I can exchangin', I can handlin'

I still flow for all my partners

cause suckers doin' damage

now I'm on the other side, nigga is lookin' in

shootin' letters from the Pen, address in my kid

what up, they just shouts to the 'Row

Choas to the left, seven else to the rows below

and we waitin' for an appeal, so chill

and they capin' to put up a double meal tickets

so now we kick it, ooh I fucks up and I'm still doin' wrong

and trip while write these fly ass rap songs

teachin' to the balls as I steal

cause doctor said we can't get the cheer motherfucker.....



[Chorus x2: Km.G]

we have been to the last days

last equation, in this situation

no body seems concern

as the world turns, as the world turns



[Verse 4: Frost]

lookin' at my clock tickin' in my cell

11:55, five minutes to hell [Clock Strikes]

soon I will be deceased, takin' to the priest

how did I become this caged up beast

the guard said open up cell block six

I never really liked that son of a bitch

just the punishment fits the crime

a boy said come on, Frost it's time

shackle, walking through the corridor

there were faces, that I never saw before

insert the prosecuter, and some from the press

no bly verse and no last request

I've come strapped and my ankles and wrists

hittin' my eye shed not even resists

and then I get the Grim Reaper kiss

the lights went dim and all you heard was this....



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