Front A Busta

Front A Busta Lyrics

[HOOK]
Inside inside inside inside that funk
can hypnotize hypnotize
dead a nigga dead they said
a nigga dead a nigga dead
it's in my f**kin head

[DJ Paul]
Late nights I cruise in my Chevrolet
scopin out the house where those stay
who don't play the fizies the triple 6
twice and never make a house call b**ch
murder is all on my mind
so I grab my plastic nine
I'm foister on the low-low where my soul sent me
some sh*t now look deep into my eyes
and plus the devil's in me
don't try to offense the
six to the third power see
don't cross that set b**ch I'll stang you once
in front of these
machine... guns
we point... don't run'it's kinda hard to duck
when I start to buck buck
I bet you won't get buck you f**k ass niggas
I catch you slippin I gets to clippin
and then we push back my f**kin trigga
happy and figga what nigga I've come to destroy you
your old DJ and fool I enjoyed you
but now it's time to cut this sh*t
you been tricked now witness...
witness my crucifix

HOOK: (x2)

[Koopsta Knicca]
Crucifix spread wit bloody red all on my pillow
fool moved by my window so I call my nigga Scarecrow
Croomy got the nine inside fine
yeah cuz Knick ain't goin
I constantly fight these demons
but I'm startin to see he's winnin
no witness in the dark
I start to rip some hearts in them parts
where's your god where's your god
oh where's your f**kin god?
soon or later playa days'll comw with many greater
robbers killers coccaine dealers the realest
enormous haters
I'm wagin awaitin them demons by the f**kin basement
leavin niggas shakin when they face the face of Satan
ten safens in thy casket mend the soul
and then I grasp it
that's all they got too far and then
the hurt deepens and crackens
me Juicy and Paul mane
was rollin in the f**kin lone
headed to a muthaf**kin ritual
where I never tell nobody but somebody wouldn't know
ya sold ya soul what's the cost
you hoes was scared b**ch
robin these b**ches and make me some riches
invite em to my crucifix

HOOK: x3 to fade