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Children of the Corn - Fair One lyrics
Yo, in Harlem we got buildings collapsing and shit
 Niggaz getting bust off petty money
 That's why everywhere I go I keep mines, nigga
 [Bloodshed]
 Yo, don't cross the line if you afraid of the guage
 I smell the pussy, see the bitch running down your leg
 You fuckin' with a well known felon, I do more than just leave ya swellin
 I'll blast you in your melon and leave you smellin
 [Cam'Ron]
 I had a fight with a seven footer, he wouldn't drop
 Pulled the glock, left him frozen like a Pudding Pop
 My laughter couldn't stop
 It's something about me that just love's killin
 I'm a big villian, a send a slug peeling, slash drug dealing
 [Mase]
 Fuck the river up the nile (denile) I'm headed
 Plus with my collastics, wish the Latino from Riker's Isle would set it
 Without the Army or the tank I'm liver
 In jail the shank survivor, the couldn't control me with a tranquilizer
 [Bloodshed]
 Where I resume is gloom, for we rolling some fumes
 Gotta stay alert from goons that be causing Lennox Doom
 [Cam'Ron]
 Aiiyo, you get bombarded if you come unprepared son
 Cause yo, there's no such thing as a fair one
 [Bloodshed]
 Yo, my street is buzzing with dirty brothers
 That kill other niggaz mothers, just to get on newspaper covers
 [Mase]
 Aiiyo, you get bombarded if you come unprepared son
 Cause yo, there's no such thing as a fair one
 [Bloodshed]
 Word up, take off the safety and insert the clip
 Then I start to flip, bust off like dicks, inside porno flicks
 Up under my tongue is where my blade rest
 My 12 guage stress, is even more scarier than the Aids test
 [Cam'Ron]
 And the Killa got real weight, semi-autos I feel hate
 In between my ears and my head I got steel plates
 So get that ass flamed, hard head, I got brass brains
 Horror's my last name, with mad fame
 That last forever like grass stains
 [Mase]
 See I'm insane, I got brothers that be in gangs
 With three in they brains, IV in they veinsChildren of the Corn - Fair One - http://motolyrics.com/children-of-the-corn/fair-one-lyrics.html
 Prey to God man, man pleaing in change
 Often I'm bugged, then bust off in a thug
 Have a chump coughing up blood, then feel his coffin with slugs
 [Bloodshed]
 Where I resume is gloom, for we rolling some fumes
 Gotta stay alert from goons that be causing Lennox Doom
 [Cam'Ron]
 Aiiyo, you get bombarded if you come unprepared son
 Cause yo, there's no such thing as a fair one
 [Bloodshed]
 Yo, my street is buzzing with dirty brothers
 That kill other niggaz mothers, just to get on newspaper covers
 [Cam'Ron]
 Aiiyo, you get bombarded if you come unprepared son
 Cause yo, there's no such thing as a fair one
 [Bloodshed]
 Mad niggaz dream about taken mines
 But if they do, they get they faces stitched up just like FrakenStein
 Cause Bloodshed's known for jacking crabs
 When I act with mags, I leave fags
 Soaking blood like Maxi pads
 [Cam'Ron]
 Aiyo, when it comes to bread, niggaz make loafs
 You run around with fake toast
 Money or your life, nigga I take both
 I hate the heavens and you shady reverends
 Niggaz like +90210+, I like Killa Cam +187+
 [Mase]
 And I'ma give a fag slug, once I cock the mag and snub
 Then puff a bag of drugs, on the fucking Isle with thugs
 So if you down to blast, Murder with the pound to cash
 Lay you in the ground and grass, with roses all around your ass
 [Bloodshed]
 Where I resume is gloom, for we rolling some fumes
 Gotta stay alert from goons that be causing Lennox Doom
 [Cam'Ron]
 Aiiyo, you get bombarded if you come unprepared son
 Cause yo, there's no such thing as a fair one
 [Bloodshed]
 Yo, my street is buzzing with dirty brothers
 That kill other niggaz mothers, just to get on newspaper covers
 [Mase]
 Aiiyo, you get bombarded if you come unprepared son
 Cause yo, there's no such thing as a fair one








