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Tradução: Lords Of The Underground. No hay dolor.
watch how you talk, when you talk about me 'Cause I'll come and take your life away Many men, many, many, many, many men Wish death upon me Lord I don
time to take away, to kill the pain, to give me to the ground. the pills, the windowsill razorblade, great escape so lonely, the feeling, the slipping, the bleeding good lord
give an arm to see us six feet underground. see us 6 feet under ground It doesn't matter what those morons say It's Murda I N C Uh, the Lord is calling
out now They always told me death was the only way out I'm sittin' up all night I can't ever rest my head How will my family take it if i ended up dead (lord
ground It ain't that hard to see that I'm the one whos hurtin now I'm to cursed to plow motha fuckas wanna see me underground But when I'm walkin on the
summoned by the priests lord give me strenght to crush my enemies Their pain and their suffering will be music to my ears RAIN OF FIRE - wash away my pain
a Geto Boy and his mind was playin tricks When Pac was doin the humpty dance with Digital Underground I was bangin Blocc Crip, Puttin niggaroes underground
of ghettofabulous Not ridin the back of the bus I'm a revolutionary antagonist Some playas is mad at us for just doin our music out of love Some underground
commercial or underground, it's true 'cause I (Wanna be good to you) Call it skill, call it game, call it glow, call my name Like the Lord, all in vein
em run. Im chasin after niggas with the what choppa gun. Bustin boys down, suckas is a clown. 713 im the king of the town. Im still underground, im still
[Paris] Take it back to the days when we raised us up 'Fore coward-ass rap made the game corrupt P-Dog in the cut back to bring the pain Puttin wood on
it, you know it's real So this is how I live it, how it's pictured for real, nigga I'm shittin' for real Diamonds against wood, underground king for
time to take away, to kill the pain To give me to the ground The pills, the windowsill Razor blade, great escape So lonely, the feeling The slipping, the bleeding Good Lord
