Fiend - Trip To London (feat. Kage) Lyrics
[Fiend]He never really saw the bullet coming, no type of instinct for runningI wish he would have came with me to LondonI never knocked his hustle, I was the one that gave him muscleAnd showed him how to make a missle and snap a bone tissueRed covered the floors, only by the doorsIncase the D.E.A. got a drug sweep tourTo feed the kanine, look, I keep one on your waistlineA few thoughts if they really wanna chase mineWhy they wanna replace mine, chance with the killer when I chase mineI wear bullet proof transform, leave a number on who made mineSmoking that gray pine, they save mineI had to seek it, now I'm one of the ones that can speak it[Mo B. Dick]Yeah you didn't want to listen the first time nigga warned ya.But now nigga bring that pain to your ass now.Look where you at, look where you at now nigga.What?[Kage]*****, you *****.The game's survival, follow motto of Fiend's eleven hollowsAnd if I woes my rivals, represent the cash to Austin PowersToss a towel, it's the arrival of the most powerful shots sprayedLike your ex girlfriends, and goes, finger *****in gun and ammosLay a centerfold who they feel like Congo***** a knife when we jump out the BroncoWith the four fours, uptown desperadoHit you with a Roy Jones combo, this ain't a boat loadTo your afro, murder you, come to your funeralBuck and peel low, it's a new time, here's the intro***** with Fiend, you die, lose your vitals[O'Dell]You didn't see it coming, no type of instincts for runningI wish you would have came with me to LondonYou didn't see it coming, no type of instincts for runningI wish you would have came to LondonYou didn't see it coming, no type of
