There's a shred of guilt in every one of us And a pain we felt in watching you all suffer Now the time has come to make amends to everyone To pay the
There is a shred of guilt in every one of us And a pain we felt in watching you all suffer Now the time has come to make amends to everyone To pay the
Übersetzung: Murder By Death. Raw Deal.
Übersetzung: Murder By Death. Raw Deal Hören.
nigga wanna sound like Bone for a record deal Should'a kept it real and quit fronting. Nigga Go round-for-round with the best Nigga, step up and meet your death
it Hang Hollywood niggaz by they Soul Train laminates What's the difference between me and you? (What?) About five back accounts, three ounces and two vehicles Until my death
its young, swallow raw Falling through the doorway of death Never know what we dying for [Chorus] [Ill Bill] I seen spoiled kids murder they parents
Make nigga wanna sound like Bone for a record deal Should'a kept it real and quit fronting, nigga Go round-for-round with the best Nigga, step up and meet your death
Hang Hollywood niggaz by they soul train laminates What's the difference between me and you? (What?) About five back accounts, three ounces and two vehicles Until my death
the phone call, it couldn't hit me harder We got infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter Heard Tec got murdered in a town I never heard of By some bitch
' You live by the gun, you die by the gun Don't do this killin' shit for real, why do the shit for fun? Try ta murder my blood, can't let it slide Family
it Hang Hollywood niggaz by they Soul Train laminates What's the difference between me and you? About five bank accounts, three ounces and two vehicles Until my death
stress I'm vexed, my phone rings, collect call from Jeff The operator say, "If you accept, say yes" "Yes, what's the deal, son?", "Yo, I got bad news" Yo, by
ya spine The back cracker smack you with My verbals and graphic grammar My verbal murder stretch from Alaska to Alabama Get touched by my arm and hammer
down deal wit it, a lot of niggaz get killed for this Especially my niggaz, rest in peace to my dogs who I love to death For when I die niggaz, heaven
no sunshine battling with space and time Continue in obliviance, to tell you dealing with crime And then the plot twist, solidary game of risk It's like a death
gravity Engines started to fail, crashed into a farmer?s field An' that?s really what caused 'Roswell' Undercover operatives workin' for Com 12 Disguised as a nigga, signed with a record deal
