The Convicts - DOA lyrics

[ Big Mike ] DEA, CIA can't get with this Double-O n***a f**in 'em with the quickness Never been a ordinary who took sh** I stand tall, bustin n***as' a**es quick But I let a b**h bring me down, G Beat the f** out of the hoe because she was f**in over me The bossman, the big chief I put that goddamn sh** under non-belief I couldn't believe she would play me I thought I had it good by the way she laid me Now all the pain I feel gets to me And now I'm frontin, sayin she wasn't sh** to me Then she ( ? ), what is this She must wanna become a name on my hitlist A voice in my head said 'Hurt her' f** goin down for a**ault, make it a murder Now this sh** is gettin deeper than I thought Feelings changed, I wanna k** for a sport She's alone in the bedroom, perfect scene Two shots in the head, real clean Only 20, haven't enjoyed her life yet So tender, so young, so soft and wet But she f**ed up, didn't wanna live Now she's kickin conversation with dead relatives And I'm gettin took down, frisked down, shake down Laws wanna break me down Goin for mine is vital Cops found the b**h DOA, dead on arrival (There's no survival) --] Big Daddy Kane I'ma leave 'em (DOA, dead on arrival) --] Big Daddy Kane (There's no survival) Big Mike'll leave 'em (DOA, dead on arrival) [ Big Mike ] Back on the street after my two year sentence They had to let me go because they couldn't find a witness Tryina convict me on a motherf**in murder charge Had my a** in jail when I shoulda been livin large It ain't no thing because I'm out here anyway And I'ma make 'em pay for every f**in day I spent away Son of a b**h, f**in sell-out ba*tards They had the first laugh and I'ma have the last one You see who laughs last always laughs best I'ma carry a bullet for every motherf**er's chest Try to play me weak as if I was a hoe But oh no Joe, you got to let that bullsh** go Cause I'm a menace causin much mayhem b**hes get slammed and I don't give a goddamn Now who wanna step to the Convict I'm breakin n***as' dicks and I don't give a sh** Here to secure my survival Leavin motherf**ers DOA, dead on arrival (There's no survival) I'ma leave 'em (DOA, dead on arrival) (There's no survival) Big Mike'll leave 'em (DOA, dead on arrival) [ Big Mike ] A cold you n***a from the block Makin a living with the art of slingin rocks And lovin every minute of the sh** Runnin game on b**hes just to lay some dick On my mission, sh** is gettin crucial b**hes lookin at me like "n***a, I'ma shoot you" I wish they a** would try to handle me Cause I'ma roll 'em up and push 'em like a key on a piano, G And f** their minds up Give 'em a second to run, too late, hoe, time's up Out to get mine, now it's time to prove I'm about to pull some real f**ed up move Taste the vengeance of a n***a from the street Bringin the strong to the motherf**in weak Pull my tool when I'm tired of fightin Strong as a Greek god, so call me the n***a Titan Slashin your a** up into choice cuts If, ands or buts, I don't give a f** Keep your nuts in your pocket if you want 'em Then them hoes hang against me and I'ma step on 'em Smashed them ba*tards to smithereeens Place your motherf**in head under the goddamn guillotine Strictly securin my survival Leavin motherf**ers DOA, dead on arrival (There's no survival) Big Mike'll leave 'em (DOA, dead on arrival) (There's no survival) 3-2'll leave 'em (DOA, dead on arrival) (There's no survival) Lil' Jay'll leave 'em (DOA, dead on arrival) (There's no survival) Bido'll leave 'em (DOA, dead on arrival) (There's no survival) Doug King'll leave 'em (DOA, dead on arrival) (There's no survival) Rap-A-Lot'll leave 'em (DOA, dead on arrival) (There's no survival) Ex-Cons leavin ya (DOA, dead on arrival)