Kane And Abel - States Evidence Lyrics

f/ Ghinn, Skandalust, Boss Player, Tommy Two Face



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[Intro]

State your name for the court please (Ghinn)

Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth

and nothin but the truth, so help you God

(Fa'sho fa'sho)



[Ghinn]

Hard times of makin niggaz brains thrust

The way to make it now a days is have to trust

And bust a motherf*ckaz head, if he steps wrong hit'em

A one man army, niggaz swarm me, I'm gonna get'em by my self

I don't give a f*ck if I live or die, I'm creepin

Mac up off da shell scoapin, threw these evil eyes, suprize no moakin

Nigga do or die, don't try I'm floatin

On this genuwine verl potent, nigga you watch fun and gloatin

Gonna take you down when I starta pokin

see I don't f*ck around niggaz, I ain't jokin is I'm smokin

How many niggaz wanna test, when it comes to brakin motherf*ckaz necks

Now who's up next, you wanna try me my triggaz the flow

F*ck around and die nigga proove a hoe, nigga throw



[Skandalust]

Nigga bring me da pain nigga, I still shine to

You bitches block my path, from one angle I still came threw

Appreciate da gal blocks bitch, you set up on me

Cause every hour or three, decrease me kins by three

I know you bitches feel me, so stay da f*ck out my path

Cuz you don't wanna feel da raft when my nerves done got bad

I wanted more then all I ever had, shed tears for it, years for it

So don't think ima bust ya f*ckin chest for it, make you stress for it

Crystalization so far you talk shit, now what you face'n

Still ajascent, to my brother Jizz, who f*cked dem niggaz who be hatin

When I spit be like tornados, da last game of craps

Most wanted keep a bitch straped

ugh



[Boss playa]

I'm hell risin, thug livin, just look at my life

Doin shit dat ain't right, get'n devious in the night, flight

Servin fiends wit pipes, everything straight but not quite

Tryin to get paid, bustin to make it to the light

My life is full of crackheads

Niggaz dat blade, niggaz dat dead, some of'em players

Some locked up by da FED's, for bread

I'm goin all out

Most Wanted aim slugs in my mouth, real criminals ain't from down south

What you bout, I bring, bullets sting

They reign, when I come to bust your head, niggaz gon know its a thing

And they wonder, when will there ever be peace

Never, drama increase

Slugs released from boss playaz on the streets



[talking]

your honour, the state would like to call their first witness to the stand

Tommy Two face



[Tommy Two Face]

Murders the plot, attack is the plan, revenge is the motive

No mercy cause they got loaded pistols, his head exploaded

Now how can I walk the block wit ease,

when niggaz is ready to cock and squeeze, make you stop and freeze

You watch and see through these streets are like a war zone

So I speak in a raw tone

no longer as a G.I. Joe, nigga we all grown

So wont the fact that raps it bring riches,

when my enemy pull it, hope that every bullet misses, this is the dark days

So now welcome to the dark age

The place where the hearts rage and my strength the sparks blaze

Raise my marks, worry everytime I leave and fear that I'm next to bleed

Hope'n she ain't the next to greive

God believe my intensions was good

A thick crew, a vest a gun or two, is the best defence in the hood

Now could it be a nigga straight thuggin and stay dunkin

Triggers we stay huggin

Agony stay commin, motherf*ckaz

If I'm goin down, I'm takin niggaz wit me

Like Kane and Abel



[Kane and Abel]

Watch me load my guns, a bit of sun, to the beat of the drum

I was born bought off and wrote off since day one

con straight off da triple beam, wit this lyrical sceme

Mind designed like AV-9 wit an infer-red beem

I revail an unseen click and quick to serve them fiends

The meanest niggaz besta stay quiet, when we droppin

I wanna hear pin drops and rats pissin on cotton

Writin niggaz is plottin, leave'em forever forgottin

Most Wanted ain't stopin, to all the cuffs unlockin

And my niggaz runnin out the pen, gun cockin and poppin



{*gun shots*