D23
Good day Krane D'Reaper
I can't lie, my friend
It doesn't looks good for you
All fingers pointing to you
And We have a witness
Seeing you leaving the scene
So you better come clean With me
Where were you December 23rd!
Speak god dam it!
No plan to make you sleep
This ain't no lullaby
Murder is the case
And the joint is my alibi
How do You feel
Knowing girl fucks your best friend
Told you she was pregnant
This a blessing, we gonna keep it
I wasn't no punk, Working hands
I was kicking
So my daughter get a better live
No keke drifting
Had a reason to live
Not a second wouldn't miss it
Thinking! a million ways
We spending the Christmas Eve
Then I over heard your
Mum said, it wasn't his
I moved closer
On the phone with my nigga L
Killed every show You could bet
That I gave em Hell
The groupies were crazy
You know I never kiss and tell
Man do everything
When you balling
I was cashing out men
You know
I was popping
Let my nigga have a slice
Now he want more! profits
Believe it or not I gave him more
Couldn't stop it
Am bursting through door
Asking what you really talking
I never hit a lady
Quit crying, I know you stalling
Babe you tripping!
Fuck you bitch
Girl! better Get talking
You fucked up
With the wrong nigga
I kill you both
Then I watched It all sinks
Then have a smoke
Baby please
It happened only one time
You know I love you
I never ever, ever want to hurt you
Yo hommie, let her go
Love yours, yea men I know
What You feeling is pain
And this hate surly grows
For a second I stopped
Grabbed a Coca Cola bottle
I burst it No struggle
Am from the concrete jungle
She screaming please
Went down on her knees
You sucked his dick!
What you want? Kiss those ugly lips?
You fucking Judas
I kill you both no intruders
You said you stopped
I see the coke up in your nose
Am glad it ain't mine
You fucking Joke
I feel sorry
For the soul inside you
Can't! help
She's tied too
I can't lie, my friend
It doesn't looks good for you
All fingers pointing to you
And We have a witness
Seeing you leaving the scene
So you better come clean With me
Where were you December 23rd!
Speak god dam it!
No plan to make you sleep
This ain't no lullaby
Murder is the case
And the joint is my alibi
How do You feel
Knowing girl fucks your best friend
Told you she was pregnant
This a blessing, we gonna keep it
I wasn't no punk, Working hands
I was kicking
So my daughter get a better live
No keke drifting
Had a reason to live
Not a second wouldn't miss it
Thinking! a million ways
We spending the Christmas Eve
Then I over heard your
Mum said, it wasn't his
I moved closer
On the phone with my nigga L
Killed every show You could bet
That I gave em Hell
The groupies were crazy
You know I never kiss and tell
Man do everything
When you balling
I was cashing out men
You know
I was popping
Let my nigga have a slice
Now he want more! profits
Believe it or not I gave him more
Couldn't stop it
Am bursting through door
Asking what you really talking
I never hit a lady
Quit crying, I know you stalling
Babe you tripping!
Fuck you bitch
Girl! better Get talking
You fucked up
With the wrong nigga
I kill you both
Then I watched It all sinks
Then have a smoke
Baby please
It happened only one time
You know I love you
I never ever, ever want to hurt you
Yo hommie, let her go
Love yours, yea men I know
What You feeling is pain
And this hate surly grows
For a second I stopped
Grabbed a Coca Cola bottle
I burst it No struggle
Am from the concrete jungle
She screaming please
Went down on her knees
You sucked his dick!
What you want? Kiss those ugly lips?
You fucking Judas
I kill you both no intruders
You said you stopped
I see the coke up in your nose
Am glad it ain't mine
You fucking Joke
I feel sorry
For the soul inside you
Can't! help
She's tied too
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Writer(s): Krane Okotie
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