Letras:
Gun Club The Mother Of Earth

that speak nothing Speak nothing to the end Oh, Mother of Earth Blind they call But yet, stay behind the wall Their sadness grows like weeds Upon my thighs and knees Oh, Mother of Earth

t no verse mother fuckers who fake east thugs Its murder Inc In the role nigga throw up your dub They show us love in the club real niggaz bossed up man

yeah that's right this is spaghetti Head mob niggas, my gun bomb niggas Go 'head and shoot, my pistol nuke niggas When I let off the whole Earth feel

duty, it's all about us, you hear me? I'm only callin on us, now fear P'll die dumb Lie none 'til my dawg lies the gun for my dawg Have a nigga family

you die (thats wrong) Break me in unison outside right thru the lens My mother cried cuz she knew that I was only true to sin (yow) Celebrate my passing with gun

] Aiyyo duty, it's all about us, you hear me? I'm only callin on us, now fear P'll die dumb Lie none 'til my dawg lies the gun for my dawg Have a nigga

she don't know what she done Now she got amnesia and you know how that hunny goes Don't sweat it nigga laugh at them funny hoes Aiyo I let they mother

the earth to escape through [Hook] [Talked] DJ Scratch Not ready for prime time playas Mr. Meth, Funk Doc Def Jam 2000 mutha fuckasssssss!!! [echos out] Calm me down baby Nod your head to this Come on Ey yo this is WKYA radio We kickin your motha

) It ain't no verse mother fuckers who fake east thugs Its murder Inc In the role nigga throw up your dub They show us love in the club real niggaz bossed