2 Minutes To Kill chords and lyrics - GANKSTA NIP

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[Verse 1]
[D]Fir[Em]st ti[A]me[G][Em]
[D]a man[Em]iac stick pens
[G]Winnie and it did work,
up [D]where his brain is at
Cut [A]on the [G]va cuum,
this [Em]motherfucker lost
Place the plug in[G]to the socket,
let his par[D]ents
tabulate the cost
[A]Puss, [Em]he w[G]as left [Em]with no clue
Red carmine, [G]the body parts,
the pigeons [D]need food too
Home [A]west, I quit the,
I'm [Em]talking about my buddy
Left in bloody, [G]the city putty, the
DNA [A]was [D]me, this money
Come [A]back with the quickness of
a [Em]cheetah when he's nifty
[D]Come [Em]back [G]with the quickness
of a cheetah run[D]ning 150
Taxi [A]cab [G]murder, bloody [Em]driver
In the backseat, drop him [G]in the sewer
Let [D]the strongest of the rest eat,
she [A]let him go
[D]That's the [Em]reason [D]he [Em]chased
that [D]toy pet [Em]cemetery
[G]You should be ashamed that
[D]Diesel hit that boy
Texas [A]chainsaw [Em]mass like a blackula
Daytime [G]walking zombie, [D]nighttime evil
Dracula
Attitude [A]so [Em]fucking [A]bad,
[Em]negative thoughts that I [D]had
Trip[Em]per [G]murders,
they all so sacri -tripper [D]that if we get mad
[G]They [Em]bring on the casualties I'm quick to [G]let loose,
no remorse
[D]Come for fatalities, finish him
[A]The[G]n I fin[Em]ish his legs,
he's up [D]in here
[Em]Him to f[G]uck with
Farrakhan, don't [D]make us
fuck these bitches up
She showed [A]me the letter,
I [Em]could see the misery
That [G]cemetery sent a statement say[D]ing,
for us, victory
A [A]lady's pregnant,
she [Em]might just have this pain forever
The [G]twins came out,
we [D]broke their heads and sewn together
Open [A]the [G]casket, [A]as you[Em] can see,
no one's inside
You [G]close it up and hear the
jerking [D]of the floor that dies
[A]Cut, [G]throw, [D]psycho nip[Em]pers,
that bitch
I'm paying
Elvis [G]20 to stand in [D]front of me
and cut off his chest
[A]Endless murders,
hom[Em]icides come quick
Deac[D]tivate my thoughts and fast
forward to a horror flick
[A]Punk ass nigga talk some
[Em]shit you be dead
He's running wild [G]down the street
Cause his body [D]keep bleeding in his head
Fuck [A]where the [G]gin is,
you [Em]better beware
Nightmar[G]ic visions suspend
them [D]on sails in mid -air
Please pay close atten[A]tion
to this [Em]mys tical chant
Her[G]man
Buckmaster could gather some
[D]blood for the picnic
Antibodies decapit[A]ate from
[Em]blows from a nightstick
50 en[G]emies found dead from 50
dif[D]ferent colored iron kits
Actual [A]facts, niggas [Em]drowned in lakes
Drug [G]out of the lakes and
[D]into the milkshakes
Step to the side, you gotta be hype
You gotta have an alter [D]ego,
plus ten or more blood types
You [A]must be hero[G]ic,
plus [Em]mental mind power
Right for war skill[G]s to kill,
plus [D]physical nine power
Enter the [G]battle,
quickly [Em]start chopping up
The bodies won't stay [G]still,
[D]parts of this hot enough
Swiftness, [G]he gotta be [Em]swift with a knife
I won't stop [G]stabbing till I
see his spirit [D]die
From eternal life,
death to any [G]rapper that [Em]tries to be bold
Push his ass off a build[G]ing,
I got[D]ta, I gotta prove that skill
It [Em]only two minutes to kill
[D]It was only two minutes
It was [Em]only two minutes to kill.
It was only [D]two minutes to kill.
[G][Em]

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