Hell no lyrics by Mancha
Album: Declared war
yo,yo i got plenty of untold truths to reveal
spittin satan face to face,until he feels
that i ain`t playin games when it comes to lyrics
i blow all motherfuckers like they live wit kas kittles
more tougher than what u thought nigga,why?
since 17 september `84,i stoped takin shit
fuckin bitches is all wack and ill
come let me mercify u,then glorify u wit ma niff
i keep tocks of bombs,declarin war aginst the president
promisin to kill him,until he changes his residents
i`m so ill that when i want the computer to tell me the truth
i stack its screen and spit on it till it answer
removin ya names out of it till it collapse
ya niggaz thought u can handle this
it`ll explode on ya ass until u feel this
nigga if u can luv u can aslo hate
and if u can hate then u can also be hated
if u do good then u`ll get rated
but when i do good i got shitted,spitted
motherfuckers think they know this`hell no`
to `help no``yes no````rise no``what the fuck whore?
i keep pages of hiphop,cuz its ma game,10 hoes
battlin on and off,i`ll just bite at u
whether singed or underground
u`ll all feel what i`m sayin
cuz the dead man woked up
the deaf heard
the disabled where abled
the abled where disabled
the livin where sentenced to death,`hell no`
i`ll crucify u until ya ancestors regardds it as unforgattable memory
till u loose the memory of what happened
turnin tables to stoels,fruits into woods
come over ma hood and get some dirty foods
i`ll kick u until i see ya first,second roots
until i hear u sayin `hell no``,yo ,yo,yo
niggaz being livin wit me but now turned their ass
all the time ma life belongs to me,what the fuck u bring now?
niggaz worshipped me now disrespectin me,callin me by wacky names,what the fuck?
by the time i stop kickin u the clock would have gone round more than it has ever went
kickin u until u get wet ,till i see ya last blood comin out ya nut
semens comin out ya nose,`hell no`
phices comin out ya mouth,ohh `hell no`
calculatin ya bones instead of 208
i find 108,`hell no`
niggaz hatin me like i kicked their infants
what the fuck is that,dollars will never be rands
i earn the most respected current that even the president of u.k wont agree,fuck u mr xxol,rip u
i kick benz to bmw,until ferrari`s drives themselves
bentley`s would just coerce to get in ross rolce garrage
what the fuck?are u confuced?
nigga dont fuck wit me,cuz u do that conflagration is after u
burnin u down,like home back town
kickin u until ya saliva melts or freely walk out ya ass
wuz wron wit ya mouth,perralysed?
nigga,we back,yo.
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