KHM - Gaza Strip lyrics

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KHM - Gaza Strip lyrics

(Kool Keith) Clayborne Family We up in here We new this year We do this here Observe my kiss stain that remain Damage the consoles of the neeport gains The knob swells, sh** drip down your shirt You got the urine on your Cartier, Bacardi sway Pee pee on the duffel bag, the gloves remove your hundred thousand dollar watch I get women to spit out the parfait A paid team of men guaranteed to swallow The top toilet tissue in Las Vegas, n***az sh** out the Parve' Executive room booked, under a fake-a** name b**hes call me Dr. Bombay Egyptian Lover, AM station I send them lyrics wrapped in a bag of coffee beans In the bathroom, you put the 18 karats up your a**hole Pay the program director, some kid who used to work at the KDAY Said he worked for Kay Slay, Tonka trucks You wanna mess with the racing set b**hes pick up the Hot Wheels, gentlemen watch Kay play Heads who react to Radio Shack walkie talkies, what did Kay say? Did Kay come in naked, piss all over the Grenada Hills apartment, did Kay pay? Drop his action figure with bird sh** The only booster, the Wolfman left a pile of sh** His personal sh**, covered your ashtray The cat creeped off, sh** on top of the shelf and walked away (Chorus) It's Gaza Strip, f** a b**h, murder the sh** Do church service and confess sh** Confess sh**, f** a b**h, it's Gaza Strip Murderers hit, and jackers clipped (Marc Live) Yo, yo Yo it's a bad day, uhh, I'm clearin out They can't find me like Saddam Hussein Don't mind me if I sound insane, yo it's real mayne They got some bullsh** stuck in my brain Yo you stuck and you plain, lame, I sh** and piss, yeah I mess you up, f** you up, in your speed lane Yo I'm G mayne, yeah, I'm a psycho case Home invade, run in your place to scrub in your face I'm a maniac, I creep nightly Sharp knifes, yo it's slicin your face People trunked up, aiyyo it's junk sloppy It's grease, I co*k and release - blaow Cist and decease, I leak end Release on the streets, releasin the beats Clayborne never scared of police My boys are Infamous Mobb style, 8 deep in the piece (Chorus) (Jacky Jasper) Funeral homes holdin domes all day stones 'Nough John Holmes call the sharp cones old Pist-al snub nosed felons, helter skelters Sleeveless settlers, shorstop Tony Fernandez I'm the hunted Catfish Hunter, handsomer the gun runner stunna New newcomer with Funky Drummer dip the Hummer with the Bronx Bomber To hell with suspense, I'm the f**in drama Call your momma, check, murder your brother No wait I'll slaughter freeze fourth quarter order sushi We with Jim Kushy lazy eye lucci Jill Kelly Monistat cookie Kevin Costner "The Rookie" O'Reilly the bookie, beat All you gettin beat, King P-I-M-P be me Fire escape, Letterman's late, wait, Jamie Foxx a**ed-out prostate Guiliani's leavin the state (Chorus)

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