Snuffed Out

Method Man

[Featuring Street Life]



Word



Yo I loved you to death nigga



Word



It's like til death do us part



Dedicated



Peace nigga now we must part kid



Yeah fuck it whateva



We used to be tight now it's shoot on sight



Takin the ghetto rights slidin in ya wife on a rainy night



Low budget nigga wanna act like youse a killa



in the spotlight but never lived the life



Throw the griller in ya mouth piece rock you to sleep



Fuckin wit Street, you better travel wit heat, speakin my piece



You survived my attempt to homicide, tried to slide



and lit five rounds but hit the building side



This is how it's goin down, ain't no peace until ya gone



Play around, wit ya life playa you won't live long



Probably got a vest on, but your thoughts react like the unborn



That's when I swarm on your street dreams you moron



Carry on, 'fore these lead Dons rip through ya teflon



I remain calm, even though you straight pass through my left arm



I never fold, I reload, keep my clip full mo'



Empty out six licks to bloody up your wardrobe



Plus that click you run with, I heard y'all niggaz rub dicks



Greet niggaz with a french kiss, some real fag shit



Seen The Bitch in Yoo, from the first day you came through



Saw the size of my crew, and started actin brand new



That bullshit you pulled, you gon' pay too



You and Bubble Lip Lou, is dead on the avenue



I bailed you out, passed off a key to the stash house



So you could lay low, from your P.O., before you maxed out



Then you went the wrong route



That's why I threw my dick in your girl's mouth



Get snuffed the fuck out, walk wit your guns out



I'll see you nigga!



Yeah, see you



See you