Kiss Of Death (feat. Jadakiss)

They tryna, they comin' for my head, Po

They try to put pressure on me, man

Short notice

Got something for them **** though, yo

I'm like the Dow Jones of rap, my stocks is high

And it never was all love, so stop the lies

Motherfuckers'll blow your brains out and watch you bleed

The same **** that you trust, let 'em watch you seethe

You got a debt, ****, money don't stop the greed

That's why now I gotta rock my vest, pop my three

And whoever die first, may God forgive

The **** who lives, sometimes you gotta handle your biz

To my ****, when I die, keep inhalin' the lye

And come to my wake high, when you're tellin' me bye

What goes around comes around, am I comin' or goin'?

All I'm tryna do is leave you numb, gunnin' or flowin'

I might cock back the gauge and start shootin' at your people

I'm lookin' for the Devil 'cause money's the root of evil

And Kiss won't be happy till my bezel look see through

Until I flood NY with Parico and Diesel

Catch me with the top off my whip

Bust my gun while it's still tucked, so you could hop off my dick

I run with a few parolees, all thieves

That rock ice blue Pachoulis and Rollies

In the mob meetin', keep quiet when the god speakin'

Squeeze my joint till my motherfuckin' palm squeakin'

And never mind who the Lox assigned to (That's right)

What difference do it make, ****?

Listen to the tape, **** (Come on)

Jay to the Muah, hustle coke, ride or die

Kiss hand, wash money, let it drip dry

Jay to the Muah, keep cowards on they toes

Kiss push the drop, rock the ice, get the hoes

Jay to the Muah, got the smash on the block

Kiss got the labels tellin' **** not to drop (Tell 'em)

Everything you get, you really don't expect

'Cause when you Jay to the Muah, you kiss to the death, uh

I wanna know, is the promised land Heaven or Hell?

'Cause the **** that made promises, most of them fell

If you hungry, then I got some **** servin' the shells

With no sauce, and they silver, only take one to kill you

It's small world, so you better guard your secrets

And it's easy to get money, but it's hard to keep it

Never been the type that like to hound no bitch

All I do is try to keep **** around me rich

Screw all ya'll cowards, I consider you lames

Had to save my lunch money, just to get in the game

That was back when I used to have a mean back spin

And no Mac-10, it was just bats then

You know, beat a **** down, take his rope

Now we a-heat a **** down, take his coke

And you can call me, if you want to buy them things

I get 'em half pice 'cause Papi know my name

Call me Jay to the Muah

And everything you got in your living room, I got in my car

'Cept for the bar

I try to put a little money away

'Cause you know they say tomorrow ain't promised today

Either bubblin' or strugglin', nothing between

Don't have a grimey **** like me fuckin' your queen

And the Kiss only do shit with **** I know (That's right)

That's why a outside **** can't fuck up my flow (Come on)

Jay to the Muah, hustle coke, ride or die

Kiss hand, wash money, let it drip dry

Jay to the Muah, keep cowards on they toes

Kiss push the drop, rock the ice, get the hoes

Jay to the Muah, got the smash on the block

Kiss got the labels tellin' **** not to drop

Everything you get, you really don't expect

'Cause when you Jay to the Muah, you kiss to the death, uh