Letras:
Murder By Death Comin Home

I?m Comin? Home By The Skin of My Teeth, I?m Comin? Home By The Soul of My Feet, You Know I?m Comin? Home I?m Comin? Home, But I Ain?t Comin? For You

same night My words are aphrodisiacs if you say em right The club be poppin so I'm stoppin at the Fat Burger Look through the paper it's another black crack murder

me a number of less fortunate rappers have joined together in conspiracy to assassinate the character of not only Mr. Shakur, but of Death Row records

: [(Wyclef) Lauryn in parentheses] Yes, Refugee Camp (Yeah, Yeah Refugee Camp unh! Ahh!) Yo...It never stops, what?! We comin' back! (Murder dat buoy

is black and it's strange Cause i murdered a victim, the devil just rushin my time With this 9 in my hand causin death when you sleep In the casket i

back, I throw him in the yoke Head crack, go for broke, nigga, murder he wrote I took her to the crib, we fucked like old folks Death stroke, hand on

what you believe 'cause it's deeper than words If silence is broke then somebody's comin' to blow Holes in yo' upper body, leavin' a bloody coat To be viewed by

-huh) Toungue is gone, (What else?) 3-piece suits is worn, Hate yall faggot ass niggas thats scared to death, Talk shit, when im around yall hold yall breath, I make murder

heard it's pretty deep down so you niggas better watch your fall Too late for that 911 call, this murder's already in progress Home invasions like asian