Deadline. The time has come and I'm already here To hear your prayers, to feel your anxiety I have waited, I have lost sleep building your coffin And
'em back (heh heh) Upon my secret arrival Two glock four-fives, time for survival Death to my rivals, tell me what you want lord? Nobody left after the death
Clouds of vapor to stretch out the miles Hung over we'll greet a certain death With flash of chipped tooth smile Each cities secrets buried beneath In
ecstasy (Just like the nigga told me) [Krayzie Bone & Flesh Bone] I fell so realish realish realish, cause we floatin in ecstasy. [4x] [Flesh Bone] My name come alive
s keep it a secret, no one needs to know. There is a Hell, believe me I've seen it. There is a Heaven, let's keep it a secret, no one needs to know.
William's playground was among Haven's streets Where he ran past melted candles and flower wreaths Names and photos of the young black faces Whose death
Turnpike There's a ballet being fought out in the alley Until the local cops, Cherry Tops, rips this holy night The street's alive as secret debts are
now it's been so long and I've waited I've been waiting for so long don't fight it's hard to breathe when you're buried alive you take this place for
on 'em yea I flash on 'em Yea I know thats the way you like it huh? Yea thats the way you love me huh? Its alive its alive rounds kill the eyes I bring
Except just for staying alive And I suppose that is something When you've tried as hard as me to... Back in crack I am still alive I smell the
death. we're in-between, on the fence non-descript antagonists i'm in-between, on the fence non-descript antagonist! i'll split you open & climb inside lose myself eaten alive
yo, yo Life, they wonder, can they take me under? Nah, never that, nah, yo, yo I come from the housin tenement buildings Unlimited killings, menaces marked for death
i look forward i doubt that many more are coming hey do you ever wonder why you're alive? just think right now might be your time time to die hey death
: Oh give me a home Where the buffalo roam And the death of a race is a game Where seldom is heard A peacable word From the white trash Who killed as
: [Young Wiz] This goes out to my family, close ones Don't give up! You're alive for a reason My cousin, ?Aje?, yeah you locked down But you ain't there
you really want me dead or alive To torture for my sins Do you really want Do you really want me Do you really want me dead or alive To live a lie Tell
'em, yes, I flash on 'em Yeah, I know, that's the way you like it, huh? Yeah, that's the way you love me, hon' It's alive, it's alive, rounds cured