Lyrics: Douglas Turner
Music: Douglas Turner
Yeah killa cap pilla days
Like that check it out
[Doc]
Yo b***h they bustin watch your back
God looks at Zo
Yeah its the loc
Pass the motha fuccin meana
Cuz I'm dumpin cuz they dumpin on me
Drop the "Ides" Zo
Lucky I was high popped off five
And something threw me bacc
That ripped the shit up out my side
Damn I'm spinnin
B*****s ain't kill me yet so I got up dumpin
Them b*****s hit so quick how could I do somethin
Damn I'm out too
Around the field and out of dodge
We coo was breathin hard
Then I seen the hole up in my blue
So now I'm stunned and let my b***hrt ride
Losin my high
I spot the blood not like all over me
But I'm feelin tired
So I passed the strap to Ant
Tight just cuz I'm shot up in my gut
Got this crampin and shit
Zo like "come on Doc, we out"
Now bout this time I ran my ass bacc in the apar**ent
Got the phone dialed the 9-1-1
Dropped the phone and fell on the floor
Ant like "don't die on me Doc
Loc you gonna C coo"
And I'm like "yo cuz b***h back up of me"
Fool you're smutherin all my breathin room"
I'm takin short breathes
Would've swore to Gardens that I was dead
Big X was right ain't one motha fucca alive
With a bulletproof forehead
And I'm feelin faint
Knowin my insides is to-up
So now I lay me down
But it's still Lincoln Village Killa
[Chorus]
[Doc]
Now you can't find not one motha fucca in they set
Ya gets no respect
Betta to clown yo dead folks
Cuz I be yellin Village Killa
And motha fuccas
I be yellin Lincoln Cap Pilla
Now you can't find not one motha fucca in they set
Ya gets no respect
Betta to clown yo dead folks
Cuz I be yellin Village Killa
And motha fucca
I be yellin Lincoln Cap Pilla
[Doc]
Now a b***h ass got out the motha ****in Med Center Trama
For twenty-two days I did the days I did the stay
Got out and started bacc on the campaign representin loc
It's Mr. motha fuccin Doc from the set
All you gangstas know
Can't none of them fucc with
I'm still on the spot
And watch some jealous a*****e brands
Get with some youngstas just by hangin with Doc
Now that's some real shit type shit
B***h so how you ****in with me
I gets my ride on betta all day
It's E-B-K
So killa on the rival peela b*****s dome
With a motha ****in meana b***h killa bomb yo house
It don't stop it don't quit b***h rolls who you ****in with
When I get off they blocc I'm bout to have my ass an empty clip
Taste these d**k **** with the s***s
Look at flag b***h don't it make you mad
When I threw up yo set then shoot a killa
And I'm all up out this b***h
2 minutes 9 seconds b***h
Now I lay me down
But it's still Lincoln Village Killa
[Brotha Lynch Hung]
[Outro]
[Gigglin]
Yeah yeah I know I know
Know what I'm sayin
Motha fuccin ain't goin to stop bangin now
Y'all think that shit
I don't go for shit
Know what I'm sayin I got respect for my niggas man
I'm just on a different level you know
This b***h got to handle his you know
[Gigglin]
Y'all niggas is sick **** thinkin that shit is over with
**** it's still Rip no matter what I'm doin b***h
My little cuz is on his own level you know
[Gigglin]
**** that b***h
My mother****ers ain't gonna go out like that b***h
Mother ****a kill you b***h
You should kill yourself you can't kill him back b***h
[Gigglin]
That's on Locc 2 Da Brain
[Gigglin]
You know what I'm sayin
Y'all niggas stray
You know what I'm sayin
B***h like me
That b***h Lynch you know
I'm not givin a fucc
You know what I'm sayin
Still be tryin to have some love for motha fuccas
That b***h Doc he on a different level b***h
That b***h got to handle his b***h
There's only one life to live you know
[Gigglin]
Oh shit these b*****s
These b*****s thought that shit was over
**** this shit ain't near over b***h
Mother ****a ain't scared of a bullet wound b***h
I'm carryin a bullet wound b***h
You know
Ain't nothin wrong with bein on a different level b***h
But you go to respect what my niggas doin
[Gigglin]
This shit got me crazy b***h
This shit is just a trip b***h
It ain't based on the fact I'm high b***h
I'm just really trippin of this shit b***h
Mother ****a can't be scared b***h
He's not dead yet b***h
B***h you got your time
[Gigglin]
You got your time b***h
It just wasn't his time, shit
Y'all motha fuccas should have did he
[Gigglin]
I'm do a fool, shit
I don't want no motha fucca comin after me
But ***** it's all the way on
It's all the way on
[Gigglin]
It's Lincoln Village shit
I call that shit Lincoln Village Killa