Eyes Of A Killer

Posted on the block getting paid with the locs up

Everybody in the hood just as smoked up

So i just walk with my locs on, and get my motherfucking

Set get it going on, in other words i see a fiend in the

Motherfucking park, you know im serving em in the dark

But i dont cause i pack a fuvking dis 9, you know the

God damn turf is all mine sometime niggaz hall in the streets

But i dont run from the po po police

I got fiends in the back instead of the front, im selling

20's and dimes and even crum and motherfuckers better low

Cause i gotta get it, i got a 9 motherfuckers so deal with it

And get a beat from a fiend everytime i wear a bulletproof

Vest so nigga go up in it, and i dont give a fuck

If niggaz cant stand me, im on the turf motherfucker

Selling candy



[chorus]

I got candy, crack cocaine,

Hold them thangs in my hand cause i'm the dope dope man

I got candy, crack cocaine,

Hold them thangs in my hand cause i'm the dope dope man





I see tweakers when i walk chase a nigga through the park,

Grab my fucking 9 and keep them dope fiends in line



*chorus til' end*


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