Letras:
Death Threat Dead At Birth

Dead at birth as we slowly decay We're born only to fade away We got no future, we got no hope Our life is pain and it's hard to cope We're born just

But he still got smoked at Bebe's party But you're not the first or the last You're nothin but a short story from the past You're dead now, not number

about cars and ice, made him agree A hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be And so he met them friday night at a quarter to three [Chorus: 2Pac/Makaveli

singing softly) First...lullaby First...Son...will...ever...hear And never forget Mommy almost bled to death when she have him...finally She'd already lost...three

out from the crowd Though quiet at first - with hardly a sound The Mother Superior harbored suspicion Brought to her heart by three simple vision [The

took a week to go down) You recollects and see how crazy it sounds The whole town's on a mission, adolescents (penitentary bound) (Now introducin Young Trigga) Since birth

Three for my DJ known as 7L ES, I'm back in the verse crackin' the earth Lyrics, lift ya spirit like jackin' a hearse The boys sick, somethin' musta happened at birth

Casts no shadows at all We sat by the fire As she started to call Out to all who would hear That the death of what's dead Is the birth of what's living

my life's a failure I can't make it in rap because my birth's an error Do what I can to catch a quick death but I'm meant to be here and that's the fuckin