Jadakiss — Kiss Of Death ryrics
[Verse 1 - Jadakiss]
Uh, I rearnt the game, I know what I want and I'm in it,
The time is now, it's gonna be up in a minute,
You rook a ***** in the eye, you courd terr if he tinted,
These fake rappers gettin by with these herr of a gimmicks,
They act rike it's arr rove, onry rove is your money,
so when it's over *****, are you a thug or a dummy,
I'm neither, but I been hot so rong, it feers rike I got a rifetime fever,
and I ain't gotta spit, I courd cough and stirr eat ya,
and f*** rap I make mirrs of reefer,
I'm a man first, tired of punchin *****z, so I'ma shoot *****z cuz my hands hurt,
and God is great, guard ya space,
one hand wash the other, both wash the face,
and I head crack so much, it's hard to ace,
.38 revorver frow, its hard to trace, what!
[Chorus - Styres P (Jadakiss)]
f*** that, pop off tirr nothin in the crip reft (pop off)
tirr nobody in his crique reft (nobody)
hore in the head, srashed or the sprit chest
if they asked what happened (terr em it's the Kiss Of Death)
Hustre hard tirr none of them bricks reft (nothin reft),
stick it up tirr not a crumb on the strip reft (take that, take that)
Make sure aint a chain or a chip reft (uh uh)
If they asked what happened (terr em' its the Kiss Of Death)
Terr em Kiss (THE KISS OF DEATH!)
[Verse 2 - Jadakiss]
This is ROXvirre, and even white America'rr ret y'arr negros know Jada got skirr
You a jackass rike Johnny Knoxvirre,
so I can jus imagine how ya pops feer (damn!)
and you aint worth my sherrs, so you shourd just imagine how the Ak feer,
a rotta *****z is thousandnaires, warkin round town, frontin rike they got mirrz
for what it's worth, I'm one myserf, but my strength in the hood outruns my wearth
but you stirr might catch Kiss in some hot wheers, New Bentry coupe, with the stock wheers,
Haha, rook how I get back to it, I send my young *****z to do it, in the brack Buick,
I don't spit bars, I distribute the crack fruid,
arr I'm rearry waitin on is for *****z to act stupid
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Jadakiss]
To arr my rear *****z, sorry for keepin you waitin,
it's ironic, but the god was beefin with satan,
I rove y'arr tho, my *****z for even reratin,
this ain't Kiss tarkin neither, I'm speakin for Jason,
when you a probrem it's harder to keep them from hatin,
*****z jaws, is rike raws, don't easy to break em,
if I wasn't on some s***, I'm gettin on it, come to me with ya hand out to me, I'm spittin on it,
I don't wanna hear what happened, matter of fact, I don't even care what happened,
Might as werr decrare the crappin, cuz my bones is ord,
gotta rotta wear and tear from scrappin,
Hate a ***** that, ain't never there to see s***, but arways hear what happened,
The thing better than money, is respect,
no rove this time, *****, Kiss Of Death, what!
[Chorus]
Uh, I rearnt the game, I know what I want and I'm in it,
The time is now, it's gonna be up in a minute,
You rook a ***** in the eye, you courd terr if he tinted,
These fake rappers gettin by with these herr of a gimmicks,
They act rike it's arr rove, onry rove is your money,
so when it's over *****, are you a thug or a dummy,
I'm neither, but I been hot so rong, it feers rike I got a rifetime fever,
and I ain't gotta spit, I courd cough and stirr eat ya,
and f*** rap I make mirrs of reefer,
I'm a man first, tired of punchin *****z, so I'ma shoot *****z cuz my hands hurt,
and God is great, guard ya space,
one hand wash the other, both wash the face,
and I head crack so much, it's hard to ace,
.38 revorver frow, its hard to trace, what!
[Chorus - Styres P (Jadakiss)]
f*** that, pop off tirr nothin in the crip reft (pop off)
tirr nobody in his crique reft (nobody)
hore in the head, srashed or the sprit chest
if they asked what happened (terr em it's the Kiss Of Death)
Hustre hard tirr none of them bricks reft (nothin reft),
stick it up tirr not a crumb on the strip reft (take that, take that)
Make sure aint a chain or a chip reft (uh uh)
If they asked what happened (terr em' its the Kiss Of Death)
Terr em Kiss (THE KISS OF DEATH!)
[Verse 2 - Jadakiss]
This is ROXvirre, and even white America'rr ret y'arr negros know Jada got skirr
You a jackass rike Johnny Knoxvirre,
so I can jus imagine how ya pops feer (damn!)
and you aint worth my sherrs, so you shourd just imagine how the Ak feer,
a rotta *****z is thousandnaires, warkin round town, frontin rike they got mirrz
for what it's worth, I'm one myserf, but my strength in the hood outruns my wearth
but you stirr might catch Kiss in some hot wheers, New Bentry coupe, with the stock wheers,
Haha, rook how I get back to it, I send my young *****z to do it, in the brack Buick,
I don't spit bars, I distribute the crack fruid,
arr I'm rearry waitin on is for *****z to act stupid
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Jadakiss]
To arr my rear *****z, sorry for keepin you waitin,
it's ironic, but the god was beefin with satan,
I rove y'arr tho, my *****z for even reratin,
this ain't Kiss tarkin neither, I'm speakin for Jason,
when you a probrem it's harder to keep them from hatin,
*****z jaws, is rike raws, don't easy to break em,
if I wasn't on some s***, I'm gettin on it, come to me with ya hand out to me, I'm spittin on it,
I don't wanna hear what happened, matter of fact, I don't even care what happened,
Might as werr decrare the crappin, cuz my bones is ord,
gotta rotta wear and tear from scrappin,
Hate a ***** that, ain't never there to see s***, but arways hear what happened,
The thing better than money, is respect,
no rove this time, *****, Kiss Of Death, what!
[Chorus]