like the first man ever touched space Or the dot on the dice when a nigga roll Ace (Damn!) Winning team legacy, I rep to the death of me And just for
veggies and get my lettuce straight It's like you niggas addicted to bitch shit, you fetish fake Dahlmer Pop you, then eat you on the anniversary of your death
ve up is like sum angel Abducted dem fat and grad up Yuh a here mi when yuh pass the gate Written at the entrance violate A straight death sentence to
] [Styles] Is a blunt to the head, a prayer for the dead Run around hustlin, scared of the feds They said death is eternal sleep but the only thing is
, my world, my life, my life Is a blunt to the head, prayer for the dead Run around hustlin', scared of the feds They said death is eternal sleep but
the Lord my soul will keep Life is a dream no need to weep God's gonna wake us up from sleep Every night we die, we practice for death Every time we
like elastic So fantastic, like the Newport cigarette that I smoke Hit the motherfucka till I choke I brag and I boast about nothin Death, dying, and
balloon In the pie, y'all from whom to buy, y'all niggas know if y'all cross Mac y'all soon to die 'cuz you know I bring heat like June and July Spit
see a little u in my dad true story dat could change da world i don't need a deal i have much respect for any game june 10
with me I told him no way baby that's your own death you see Too cool to be forgotten Hey hey too cool to be forgotten June bug vs. hurricane June bug
Times were tough back in '35 That?s me and uncle Joe just tryin? to survive A cotton farm in a great depression If it looks like we were scared to death
I won't stop following you Now help me pray for The death of everything new Then we'll fly farther 'Cause you're my girl And that's alright If you sting
s my buttercup Moon in June for you, I'll croon Just like pop-eyed fat-necked Benny Bullfrog Mean piece of muscle, I'm Melvin Toad I dice with death
mine Feel my heartbeat and for real friend of mine Face to face and eye to eye Usin' our hands to buy and supply Chillin' is cool from January to June
to stay alive, ho" "Smokin that dank to deal with the pain" (My nigga Ray Luv, when'd you get up out the pen, man?) [ Ray Luv ] June 2nd '93 I returned
How could you do it? I couldn't say Years built on sand June until May Second to second Lied even while you held my hand It's death for the living Yes
All skate Now reverse I'm waking from a dream, the neighborhood is green All the sounds I've missed all the years Come down to wedding death and fear
ll slip off a pair of heels Walk barefoot across the field Climb up on a fence just to be near me Sometimes I think that horse still scares her half-to-death