Manslaughter
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Talk Shit, Get Shot
03 : 47
2
Pray for Death
03 : 40
3
99 Problems BC
03 : 09
4
Back to Rehab
03 : 25
5
Manslaughter
03 : 13
6
Get a Job
03 : 01
7
Institutionalized 2014
03 : 46
8
Pop Bubble
03 : 24
9
Enter the Dark Side
03 : 30
10
Bitch in the Pit
03 : 00
11
Black Voodoo Sex
03 : 58
12
Wanna Be a Gangsta
03 : 45
13
I Will Always Love You
05 : 14
14
99 Problems BC (Rock mix)
03 : 22
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Track Lyrics
Talk Shit, Get Shot Lyrics
[Chorus]
Talk shit
Get shot!
Act hard, motherfucker
Get shot!
Pop off
Get shot!
Run up, motherfucker
Get shot!
[Post-Chorus]
Niggas ain't blew-up the spot in a while
Motherfucker ain't got shot in a while
Niggas ain't blew-up the spot in a while
Motherfucker ain't got shot
[Verse 1]
Prepare for impact, masks, and black gats
You were speakin', now you're leakin' with your bitch ass
I'ma say this once, I don't play with the AK
A trip, I hit ya, my clips will flip ya
I'm not your average reaper with a sweeper
Conflict turns, the clock kicks, a bullet hits
Motherfucker talk shit, get your wig split
I don't give a fuck about you and your bitch clique!
[Chorus]
Talk shit
Get shot!
Act hard, motherfucker
Get shot!
Pop off
Get shot!
Run up, motherfucker
Get shot!
[Post-Chorus]
Niggas ain't blew-up the spot in a while
Motherfucker ain't got shot in a while
Niggas ain't blew-up the spot in a while
Motherfucker ain't got shot
[Verse 2]
Don't push motherfucker, I push back
Fuck with me, you'll catch a .223
We in the age of the gauge
Double-aught to make the talk stop
Black Ops, I fuckin' live for the headshot
Act hard, motherfucker, stick your chest out
Break North, bitch, that will be your best route
Don't test me, I'm a psycho with a rifle
Beast with the piece, bully with the fully
[Breakdown]
Anyone can get it
(When you're going to pick your kids up from school)
Anyone can get it
(While you're in church, prayin' to God)
Anyone can get it
(Just comin' backstage, tryin' to get an autograph)
Anyone can get it!
[Bridge]
For some reason, you motherfuckers think this is a game
You think you can say anything you want
And nothing will ever happen to you
You think we live in a new age
But let me tell you, it can happen real easy
Don't make me bring the gravity, nigga
[Verse 3]
You can get hit with the fifth, twisted with the biscuit
Blasted with the ratchet, jacked with the MAC
Bodied with the shotty, dumped with the pump
Rocked with the Glock, sprayed with the 'K
Domed with the chrome, downed with the pound
Tapped with the strap, whacked with the gat
Dusted with the musket, tagged with the mag
Wrecked with the Intratec, bled with the lead
[Chorus]
Talk shit
Get shot!
Act hard, motherfucker
Get shot!
Pop off
Get shot!
Run up
Get shot!
[Guitar solo]
[Outro]
Talk shit
Get shot!
Pray for Death Lyrics
5 ContributorsPray for Death LyricsPray
Pray for death
Pray
Pray
Pray for death
Pray
Pray
Pray for death
Pray
You crossed your last motherfucker
It's time to pay your dues
It's time to make you suffer
It's time to turn the screws
Your pain will be my pleasure
Your screams will make me come
Your useless pleads for mercy
I'm having too much fun
My only plan is to keep you alive
So you feel every burn, every cut of my knife
As I break through your skin and your flesh hits the ground
I dismember you slowly and feel your heart pound
You just crossed the wrong person, torture is my biz
Your fatal mistake, tonight's my revenge
Watch you bleed at my feet you thought you got away
Now you beg for your life, I suggest you should pray
Pray
Pray for death
Pray
Pray
Pray for death
Pray
I'm barely getting started, this might go on for days
Transfuse you with new blood so you don't fade away
Maybe I'll pull your teeth out, maybe I'll split your nuts
Maybe just hit your chakra, maybe just spill your guts
Haha, you didn't think I'd find you, huh?
Now I got you here
Tied down in a motherfucking chair
Oh, look at you, you're crying now, you're sorry now
What should I do? Let me look at my utensils
Oh, yeah, I got this Black & Decker drill right here
Real nice, take it to your kneecaps
Maybe these needle-nose pliers, maybe this blowtorch
How 'bout this five-iron, right in your motherfuckin' nuts?
That'll wake you up
Oh, look at you, you're crying now
Pray
Pray for death
Pray
Pray
Pray for death
Pray
Pray
Pray for death
Pray
My only plan is to keep you alive
So you feel every burn, every cut of my knife
As I break through your skin and your flesh hits the ground
I dismember you slowly and feel your heart pound
You just crossed the wrong person, torture is my biz
Your fatal mistake, tonight's my revenge
Watch you bleed at my feet you thought you got away
Now you beg for your life, I suggest you should pray
Institutionalized 2014 Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yo, I came home from work the other day
I was tired, I just wanted to sit back in my big chair
And play a little a Xbox
You know, relax a little
Then my wife comes in, she start telling me I play too much Xbox
I said "What the fuck do you mean?
This is just how I relax
Can't I just play a little Xbox?"
Then she says "I saw on Oprah today that guys that play video games don't love their wives"
I'm like, "Motherfucking bitch, fuck Oprah! I don't give a fuck, I just wanna play my video game!
I don't give a fuck about Oprah, Oprah ain't got no man
You better worry about your motherfucking self
I just wanna kill some motherfuckers on Xbox"
She says: "You seem like you have a anger problem, maybe you need some help"
I'm like, "Bitch! Call the police now!"
[Pre-Chorus]
Gonna be institutionalized
You'll come out brainwashed with bloodshot eyes
You won't have anything to say
They'll brainwash you until you see their way
[Chorus]
I'm not crazy, institution
You're the one who's crazy, institution
You're driving me crazy, institution
They put me in a institution said it was the only solution
To give me the professional help to save me from the enemy, myself
[Verse 2]
The other day I go on the Internet, I'm just trying to check my email
So I put in my password, it says I have an invalid password
I know my fucking password
So then it says "go to customer service"
So I get on customer service, I start talking to this dude
This motherfucker sounds like he was from India or some shit
He says to me, "What's your first dog's name?"
I don't know what my fucking first dog's name was
What the fuck's the matter with you?
I just want my password, give me my fucking password!
So then he ends up giving me my password
And he says, "Your password has been sent to your email address"
I'm like, "I can't get in my email address
What about 'can't get in my email address'
Do you not understand, motherfucker?"
He says, "Oh my God, it seems like you have an anger problem
You should have that checked out"
Aaaahh!
[Chorus]
I'm not crazy, institution
You're the one who's crazy, institution
You're driving me crazy, institution
They put me in a institution said it was the only solution
To give me the professional help to save me from the enemy, myself
[Verse 3]
The other day I'm just sitting alone
On lunch break at my job
Trying to eat a ham sandwich
Got a little potato chips on the side, a little Kool-Aid
This motherfucker walks up to me and says
"Are you gonna eat that?"
Like, "Yeah I'm gonna eat that
What the fuck you think I'm gonna do
Shove it up your ass?"
"Do you understand that that pork can kill you?"
"Look, motherfucker, pork is not gonna kill me
Unless they figure a way to shoot it out with a fucking gun
But I might kill you if you keep fucking with me!"
He says, "Hey, calm down, I'm a vegan"
Fuck, a vegan!
I couldn't give a fuck if you eat sawdust, motherfucker
Just step away from my fucking sandwich!
He says, "Do you realize how much sugar is in that Kool-Aid?"
I said, "Do you realize how much blood is in the human body?
Do you wanna see it, motherfucker?"
He says, "Oh my God, you need therapy
You have an anger problem."
Aaaaahhh!
[Chorus]
I'm not crazy, institution
You're the one who's crazy, institution
You're driving me crazy, institution
They put me in a institution said it was the only solution
To give me the professional help to save me from the enemy, myself
[Outro]
Suicidal
Wanna Be a Gangsta Lyrics
3 ContributorsWanna Be a Gangsta LyricsFor some reason, I don't know why, these kids in the suburbs wanna live this g-life
So you wanna be a gangsta, bang to death
Shoot to kill, represent your set
Ride around in a low rider
No matter how hard they can go
You can go harder
Never scared to get down, quickly bust your Mac
Enemies get dealt with, never tuck your flag
Stay dusted, high as a motherfucker
Get that working, lay down another buster
And the game, it don't matter, it becomes your wife
Ink in your skin cause this shit's for life
Pledge your life to the hood, nigga, you ain't cut for this
Motherfucker, you can't fuck with this
You wanna be a gangsta
You wanna be a gangsta
You wanna be a gangsta
You wanna be a gangsta
You wanna be a gangsta
Yo, that shit looks sweet
You wanna be a gangsta
Kakis and chucks in your feet
You wanna be a gangsta
The neighborhood's elite
You wanna be a gangsta
You're gonna die in the streets
You don't know a thing about this
Too many fucking rap songs
They got you on the pay, this is your last song
You sit behind a keyboard and you pretend you hard as fuck
But you must've been hood, get your ass sold up
And if you want to, boy, dont have to look too hard
You can listen to me or fuck a prison guard
Get caught in this world, gang banging is no fucking game
Fuck around in the killing fields and get blown out the frame
I want you to listen to me
And pay fucking attention
If you ain't from the hood
Stay the fuck out of the hood
You wanna be a gangsta
You wanna be a gangsta
You wanna be a gangsta
You wanna be a gangsta
You wanna be a gangsta
Yo, that shit looks sweet
You wanna be a gangsta
Kakis and chucks in your feet
You wanna be a gangsta
The neighborhood's elite
You wanna be a gangsta
You're gonna die in the streets