see the bolt Going through their brain You don't smell the death You don't hear their cries You don't see the fear Flashing in their eyes You feed upon the meat
Übersetzung: DRI. Dead Meat.
i shot a gay preacher I dident do my homework so i shot my teacher I dropped out the next day fuck a g.e.d Then i went and clowned the industry with ICP
't because I'm a bitch It's because I ain't a bitch, I don't endanger people that I'm with I'm a general, I ain't Bush, I don't send my soldiers to war
uh Raekwon, noreaga, no-body Movin' on [r] yeah [m] who da hell is sabrina? [r] i don't know what you talkin bout [m] yeah whatever [r] go head man I
Mickey I'm so on the low It'd take a Navy Seal To get me When I surface If not chips to Benz Is the purpose On your team I'll pull the curtain A beautiful
Hopin' that when I call home they dead or press the nine I bet yo hood can't fuck with mine Ooh the language I speak when them people roll around And
i shot a gay preacher I didnt do my homework so i shot my teacher I dropped out the next day fuck a g.e.d Then i went and clowned the industry with ICP
trapping We the Best that's the lesson I'll take you pussies to college Imagine me I'm gutta, now be the best it's of Heaven I swear that till I perish I
, I.M.D., it's that I claim Infamous Mobb Deep, nigga, ready to bang Nigga don't think, shit stink, then shit hit the fans So I don't slip, I'ma shit
Dods, and his son Christian, I gotta say thank you To Scum hard as smoke and cheap as wood To Scumette, and the Vandals How about H.R.? For 'nuff inspiration
I'd rather rap than get into this gangsta shit And it ain't because I'm a bitch, it's because I ain't a bitch I don't endanger people that I'm with I
guns, all our skets is dirty I toss bullets, New York niggas gel like Testaverde I don't keep the scope on a ratchet For the dope, I'm gonna catch it
uh Raekwon, Noreaga, no-body Movin' on [R] Yeah [M] Who da hell is Sabrina? [R] I don't know what you talkin bout [M] Yeah whatever [R] Go head man I
horseman And I'll snatch that ass up quick like "turn it off man" So just acknowledge The way that I'm gifted Cause if rap was a felony I'd be in prison
, but my 9 made 'em dead meat. I shot the hoe who set me up I'm drivin' off mad because the niggas threw off my nut I'm going through a thang, ain't no
