Millions live millions die, more are yet to come Living skeletons - where they come from Born dead into this world To starve and rot in agony Born dead
Übersetzung: Death. Geboren Dead.
die, more are yet to come Living skeletons - Where they come from Born dead into this world To starve and rot in agony Born dead into this world It's
G, because how the odds are looking, its either him or me. So I loads up the strap and I step cause my brain cells are dead and all I think is death.
: [Talking] Picture, I'm always plannin kaperz tryin to come up on cheese But my kaperz goin sour for the Lil' B.G., peep me [Verse One] I was born
Channel 7 at work, filmin different features Leadin niggaz to an early death with they head blown And to those who didn't make it to the morgue was just dead
cynical, sleepwalkin as a true Walk around town with a pound full of, bitter food Came a long way from my born day, dead away where there's war play
10 ni**az in a bedroom Eating off the same spoon Sweeping with the same broom It's hazard, it's you don't want yo life Well give me grab it I was born
switch and How it supposed to be? And Dirty money Can't be evil cuz it's filling up my tummy see Born in a position Death collision was futuristic
die in the end, so the feds we swore I was all about my ends, fuck friends and foes Me, a born leader, never leave the block without my my heata Got
long (Yeah!) If you thinking I'm a fuckin fall off ya so wrong (It's Fifty!) [50 Cent] I'm innocent in my head, like a baby born dead Destination heaven
G's that follow me Protect your essence Born with less but your still precious Just smile for me now [Chorus: x2] Many men, many, many, many, many men Wish death
come from Tupelo blinded by the moonshine from Mexico I'm singing blues waiting for the death row and the hardest rains always come from Tupelo another dead baby born
principal, weapons of violent dissent blood filling the streets, feel it on your own skin screaming out to die dead before you were born slaughter governs
, though life is hard we carry on Livin' in the projects, broke with no lights on To all the seeds that follow me protect your essence Born with less,
Puff] Yeah.. B.I.G. 2000 B.I.G. 2000 Born Again.. c'mon.. [Chorus: Notorious B.I.G.] The weak or the strong, who got it goin on You're dead wrong The
dead Mother, vampiric mistress or night-fed blood Who pets her child's head from a grave (Demon!) Enchantress of evil profound Dead and nameless, dead
of the dead skin tingling with anticipation i sever the last victim's head to be put on display this mortal coil has born unto me death's secrets this
