Songtext Kill 'n tell Boondox

Kill 'n tell

Be real for a minute.
Be real for a minute.
B-be real for a minute.
Be real for a minute, what you know about love?
When you open up a bitch, not just some typical mon.
That close encounter type of shit, make a grown man shut.
Looking deep into her eyes, contact when you cut em.
Be real for minute, what you know about a red kiss?
Blood from mouth stained sexy ass red lips.
That little hiss when you slice through in dose slit.
Almost just as nice as a forty dollar dope kit.
The way she look at me, the closet thing to love I know.
The way I take her breath, the closet thing to love I show.
She got me hypnotized a moment I don't want to end with
death it takes a freak to show em only what it really is.
That last release of breath pretended whispers in my ear.
That tight squeeze on my hand like walls apart things seem
to clear.
The life she lived like a movie, I can almost see flashin'
in those eyes and the last thing I see is her and me. (Be
real for a minute)
What you know about love? (Be real for a minute)
What you know about guns? (Be real for a minute) just a
typical murder. (Be real for a minute) All the bitches in
the front row, step into the back and catch a dick and a cut
throat.
What you know about gun? (Be real for a minute) not just a
typical murder. (be real for a minute)girl you about to face
hell, don't worry about because, no because I don't ever
Kill '
N Tell.
The first I met her, saw you were shakin' dat ass.
And we shoot em' on the floor while you were drinkin' your
glass.
You my music spit the lyrics I was kinda impressed, but
thing that really got me was that the way that you dressed.
Short skirt, tight shirt, Tennessee and brewed nice.
Lips the lighest shade a red, probably from sucking on ice.
Had the white contacts and the sugar field lashes.
Hanky panky got me, I was catching the flashes.
Re-Really had to get to know ya', gettin' the draws.
Had to find out how ya throwin'; Kitty got claws.
Pointed to my boys, send them out on a mission.
Hopin' that your drunk friends didn't notice you was
missin'.
Back seat prepartions, spread the plastic on the floor.
the blade behind back and murder knockin' the door.
My angels sent from heaven, you about face hell but don't
worry girl cause I never Kill '
N Tell.(Be real for a minute)
What you know about love? (Be real for a minute)
What you know about guns? (Be real for a minute) just a
typical murder. (Be real for a minute) All the bitches in
the front row, step into the back and catch a dick and a cut
throat.
What you know about gun? (Be real for a minute) not just a
typical murder. (be real for a minute)girl you about to face
hell, don't worry about because, no because I don't ever
Kill '
N Tell. (Don't worry i'll get us back stage to see Boondox.)
(Hey we were wondering if you could let s back stage?)(You
two got passes)(no, but have you ever had your asshole
licked by a skinny slut with daddy issues and dirty freak
with no gag reflex?)(
Be real for a minute)
What you know about love? (Be real for a minute)
What you know about guns? (Be real for a minute) just a
typical murder. (Be real for a minute) All the bitches in
the front row, step into the back and catch a dick and a cut
throat.
What you know about gun? (Be real for a minute) not just
some typical murder. (be real for a minute)girl you about to
face hell, don't worry about because, no because I don't
ever Kill '
N Tell. (Kill '
N Tell) X4