How To Kill A Man (Acoustic) - Bloody Civilian

Pusher of the button Talkin' loud ain't sayin' nothin' The mack of the format gettin' fat It ain't funny 'cause my neighborhood is flowin' money Thank God for the boulevard They keep the motor runnin' The rappers coincide wit' the tape flow Bootleggers go inside and record the record low They get me, get this, how can you freestyle? Freestyle no styles free, except da radio But the radio's controlled by the sucker move Who moved away, got away after plannin' a getaway And now he wanna play what he wanna play An' got say on what is bumpin', of course he's gettin' somethin' Never know what's good to tha neighborhood I swear I never seen da sucker in my necka da wood The ass is connected to the brain stem Ah so I sing a simple song, so you can see the sucker in 'em (Hello, hello, hello?) gone (Hello, hello, hello?) gone (Hello, hello, hello?) yo My man ain't playing nothin' chuck, man Hey, yo, I don't think ya heard me kid My man ain't playin' nothin' Hey, yo, I ain't playin' either, 'cause he ain't playin' nothin' People got to make a call To hear the yes, y'all While the phone keep on ringin' you hear some singer singin' Why don't dey play the jammy in the daytime? People think it's slammin', plus the rhyme is hot an' got me tunin' The afternoon is FM in the PM If only they could see 'im out of town and not down, I think they'll dis him Up goes the season, pop goes the weasel (hey) Damn gimme rap, no band, I want some x-clan, I know dey even got it from the giddy Stacked in the back Only black radio station in the city Programmed by a sucker in a suit Has slick black hair, he don't even live here Raps the number one pick, so I draft it I don't give a damn about all the other demographics When the quiet storm comes on, I fall asleep What dey need is Arbitron on the fuckin' funky jeep Too bad it's goin' on, in fact my word is bond To pull a disappearin' act attack until he gone The whacker jam he play, they pay 'im in a day I don't think we gonna miss 'im, we don't need 'im anyway (Hello, hello, hello?) gone (Hello, hello, hello?) gone (Hello, hello, hello?) gone I don't know what you tryna do home But yo, you tryna play us out, you know what I say? 'Cause you ain't playin' nothin' I ain't playin' nothin' either, man, you know what I say? I ain't playin', but you ain't playin' Ay yo chuck, man Wanna chuck to the Durag I ain't playin', play somethin', man Can I kick it? Who the hell is on the radio? Or who's behind? Do you really think they'll mind To play the funky jams that everybody wit'? Some Def Jef or Ice T Show they rollin' wit' the syndicate Or can dey get funky wit' the underground? Master ace get a taste Bomb squad gettin' hard Marley mart makin' hipper Trax for Jack The Ripper Pumpin' Eric B or Papa San Dey rollin' wit' run Did you think that ever? In fact, you thought they never Controlled your soul By a suit and a tie And then you wonder why, why you never hear a rhyme 'Til I hear some King Sun, I say we do 'im 'til he's done Yo, I say we do 'im 'til he's done, too, G Yo chuck 'til he's done, done, G, come on G, yo They know why I left the jam, you know what I say? I know, I can't live without my radio

It's orbeat on the beat Hear me now Chulo eh Legoo Legoo Something must to kill a man Something must to kill a man E no mean say man no go plan E no mean say you go fall your hand Something must to kill a man Something must to kill a man E no mean say man no go plan E no mean say you go fall your hand Ooo dada At the same time, oh oo wawa Enjoyment e dey sweet o, oo abba At the same time, oh oo wawa Good life e dey sweet ooo oh oh Ananana Enjoyment fit to kill, oh oo dada Pitataehtah, eh eh ea Pataet eta Something must to kill a man (Pom pom) Something must to kill a man (Pogodo) E no mean say man no go plan (Pom pom) E no mean say you go fall your hand Something must to kill a man (Pom pom) Something must to kill a man (Pogodo) E no mean say man no go plan E no mean say you go fall your hand Legoo Pay your rent before your ball Look for work o, don't be dull Landlord knocking on your door (Pom Pom) Build your house before Dubai Everything you see is a fallacy (Eh) Everything you see looking flashy (Eh) I don't give a fuck about their credit o (I want to work hard for it eh) Ooo dada At the same time, oh oo wawa Enjoyment e dey sweet o, oo abba At the same time, oh oo wawa Good life e dey sweet ooo oh oh Ananana Enjoyment fit to kill, oh o dada Pitataehtah, eh eh ea Pataet eta Something must to kill a man (Pom pom) Something must to kill a man (Pogodo) E no mean say man no go plan (Pom pom) E no mean say you go fall your hand Something must to kill a man (Pom pom) Something must to kill a man (Pogodo) E no mean say man no go plan E no mean say you go fall your hand

I am nothin' without pretend I know my thoughts Can't live with them I am nothin' without a man I know my faults, but I can't hide them I still keep my baby teeth In the bedside table with my jewelry You still sleep in the bed with me My jewelry and my baby teeth I don't need another friend When most of them I can barely keep up with Them perfectly able to hold my own hand But I still can't kiss my own neck I wanted to give you everything But I still stand in awe of superficial things I wanted to love you like my mother's, mother's, mother's did Civilian Civilian

From my feet to my goddamn head top Long haired Samson deluded cash got My neck and my worries in a proper handful Bashful kinfolk as for road block (What?) We just speak slow and side step Might fetch precaution I proceed, we're honest, my niggas in Onyx Too many holes in my sweater Told my mom I'll do better On their hands and knees, got people beggin' me please, they said "Why you always walkin' with your head down?" (What?) "And why can't you just give us what we need?" Another week, week, tell me please, what'll it be? Another week, week, tell me please, what do you need? Another week, week, tell me please, what'll it be? Another week, week, tell me please, what do you need? Black tint civilian, might try to make me a million My niggas hand me my armor and make my blood turn reptilian, uh Black tint civilian, might try to make me a million My niggas hand me my armor and make my blood turn reptilian, uh Black tint civilian, might try to make me a million My niggas hand me my armor and make my blood turn reptilian, uh Black tint civilian, might try to make me a million My niggas hand me my armor and make my blood turn reptilian, uh I remember feelin' odd But never meant to let it get between us Yeah, I remember feelin' flawed And hoped that you could let it go It couldn't have been too long 'Cause my name's the reason I wake up and feel like a king Dreamin' of something that's bigger than Him So no man can tell me what I need now Might hang out the side, whatever's called for (Might hang out the side) Neck place on line, that's what I signed for (My neck placed on line) Bleed out on guillotines, these niggas spiteful I can't associate, a nigga prideful Black tint civilian, might try to make me a million My niggas hand me my armor and make my blood turn reptilian, uh Black tint civilian, might try to make me a million My niggas hand me my armor and make my blood turn reptilian, uh Black tint civilian, might try to make me a million My niggas hand me my armor and make my blood turn reptilian, uh Black tint civilian, might try to make me a million My niggas hand me my armor and make my blood turn reptilian, uh We based on line (Make place in line) Clean out our mind Get out, get out, get out, get out Get out, get out, to leave Black tint civilian, might make me a million My armor from them is gon' make me a million Black tint civilian, might make me a million My armor from them is gon' make me a million Black tint civilian, might make me a million My armor from them is gon' make me a million Black tint civilian, might make me a million My armor from them is gon' make me a million