Letras:
16 Drop Out

: On the floor Face down Wide awake You can't stop staring at me With your blood dripping From my chin and lips What your going to drink Is what you'

: Cut - why? Ass fucked Out your throat Opened up my wrists And cut your tongue You smothered fast To deaden the scream Your neck cracked Fuck Suckers

: Black and blue thighs Wings Sink Greed Wings Roll them back Eyes are shut Pants are down I'm awake Not asleep Growing up Warm and snug But I dream

: On a killing spree With my bare hands Run around this place I'm a madman Here I am again Looking for you Guns in hands Waiting for you I've been here

: Clear the crease Black altar Clear the crease The goat lord Clear the crease Dark saviour Clear the crease They worship Hat trick Cross check Marty

Game'll do, listen dawg I blow the guts out the dutch and do the same to you And just to get shit crackin, I drop the toaster Grab the Louis go Sammy

hittin up spots, in them flip Range Rovers Before you even try to play, foolish all over Empty out yo' pockets, turn everything over We ball out cursin

day Ridin' high on the East Side Looking for a hoodrat today Don't you wanna come out and play Come and play, come and play [Warren G] Nigga please, out

and I got no place to go... Where you find me? 16 on Death Row 16 on Death Row It's to all my partners in the penitentiaries 16 on Death Row