Letras:
Little Brother Do It To Death

I'ma do it to death! (yeahhh...) I'ma do it to death! (uh) I'ma do it to death! (yeahhh...) I'ma do it to death! (uh) [Supastition:] You can voice your

'ma do it to death! (yeahhh...) I'ma do it to death! (uh) I'ma do it to death! (yeahhh...) I'ma do it to death! (uh) [Supastition:] You can voice your

And it feel like I done it before Sit in the throne pollutin the airwaves like a hummer exhaust Don't let Makavelli fool you homey thuggin it costs Pour out a little

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

Three: 2Pac] I shoulda saw tha signs I was blinded criminal minds of a young black brotha doin' time so many brothas framed in this dirty game it

give a fuck, raise it up, do it man bone boy's, fuck what you say, Im rich bitch, Small thang to a giant, thats water under the bridge, little lay so death

life's one track, can't you see it's pointless? But just then my knees give under me, my head feels weak and suddenly it's clear to see it's not them

luxury If not for the bloodshed that it cost the struggle would be lost [Busta] say it again the struggle would be lost [Busta] say it again the struggle

at what your brother did To that girl's Precious little whore of a body Jesse, bad boy Just come look at what your brother did To that girl's Precious little