 (Intro)
Raw, raw, raw
...
Retaliation is a must, nigga. The
enemy must suffer the muthaf**kin'
consequences.
Deadly ... Yeah, I want all of these
muthaf**kas dead. I don't wanna see
one muthaf**ka
left breathin'.
Kill all these
muthaf**kas.
(Chorus)
Them niggas be
killas.
Payback is a bitch, and the
bitch is on the period, period.
Bloody, bloody
murder ...
Payback is a bitch, and the
bitch is on the period, period.
Killa ...
(Krayzie)
I'm thuggin off in my house out in
Cleveland.
Weeded, I'm sleepin', P.O.D.'ed.
Dozed off, but I was
awakened by the
telephone ringin'. I picked it up:
'Hello?' At
first, nobody would answer me, so I
said it again:
'Hello?' Somebody starts
breathin'. Not thinkin', I hung up the
phone.
Niggas be playin' jokes, I payed it no
mind. It
could've been just my f**kin'
friends. Then I sat back and closed
my eyes--no
more than four seconds, it rung again.
'Hello? And
why in the f**k is you
playin?' Somebody yelled out, 'You
die!' Before I
could even reply, some nigga jumped
right through the
window buckin' a
pistol. I jumped out of the chair,
grabbed the
bullets on the way to the stairs.
Feelin' hot bullets
fly over my head. Thinkin' for
sure that I'm gonna be dead. Scared?
Oh yeah! So
I turned around and ran out the
backdoor instead.
Them niggas was
steadily buckin'; whoever was
dumpin', they surely
did want me in the red. Continued to
fled--hit a
couple of fences, thinkin'
'bout who could have did this?
Retaliation: I'll
handle my business, kill 'em--as God
as my witness. I
called up my niggas; they
ready for war. Kill 'em's the way that
we even the
score. If you did not come for war,
what in the f**k
you come here for?
What you niggas
be? Killas ...
(Chorus x2)
Payback is a bitch, and the
bitch is on the period, period.
Bloody, bloody
murder ...
Payback is a bitch, and the
bitch is on the period, period.
Killa ...
(Bam)
Five infrared dots, trail by these steel
toes
runnin' in your spot. You smokin' hot.
Gather
troops, destinations be your block.
The stakes is high since '94. Got your
tightest G
for ransom. Maybe unhand 'em and
let him go. Hell
no, you shouldn't've
chanced it. It's not essential, got
smoked, only
deaththreats on your boast. So take it
as a quote,
get violent if you see me,
loc. We deadly--deaf, pay your sins,
you'll die a
thousand times. He's found with open
eyes, and
mesmerized, no vital signs.
That's fifty mercenaries that blood
money can't
afford. Jump out of new Accords.
Deep (...?...) got
two swords. A deadly
(?), fate been chosen. Get your eyes
swollen. I
roll and dreams we're golden, and
now your hood we
controllin'. You tellin'
lies, caught you slippin' up at your
Mama's house.
Should've took you out, but I told my
homies throw you
out. Better thank
your stars, relocate anywhere close to
Mars,
and stop actin' hard, you got more
than you bargained
for.
(Chorus)
You niggas be
killas.
Payback is a bitch, and the
bitch is on the period, period.
Bloody, bloody
murder ...
Payback is a bitch, and the
bitch is on the period, period.
Killa ...
(Bam)
We leave 'em shell-shocked, forty
glocks and dirty
looks and pop shots. We verse 'em
twice; murda books
police, 'cause
scared of heights. It's cowards versus
niggas, been
shook, didn't recognize the way your
body hangin' from
a hook. Thugline
don't
play.
(Krayzie)
Shit! Dog, I done told 'em. We'll erode
'em. Ho
ain't got no scrotum. Slippin' in a clip
and reload
'em, and when they jump,
yeah, we gon' unload 'em, and hit 'em
wherever,
however they want it. We gon' make
sure no one's
alive or left to identify me.
It ain't over
until you die.
(Chorus)
Them you niggas
be killas.
Payback is a bitch, and the
bitch is on the period, period.
Bloody, bloody
murder ...
Payback is a bitch, and the
bitch is on the period, period.
Killa ...
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