against my head? I'm better off dead I'm better off dead I want it over by now Why don't you kill me with your love? I'm better off dead I'm better off dead
my head? I'm better off dead I'm better off dead I want it over by now Why don't you kill me with your love? I'm better off dead I'm better off dead
you) you tell them like that bitch told scarface (what she say?) I dont fuck with help [Verse 1 - Fab] They say they out for dead presidents never respect
who wanna put they cuffs on a rappa That's why I'm limpin off wit a freak; and a lawyer Who woulda got O.J. Simpson off in a week I could show you how
the oath) That's why I'm tryin' to send this metal through your head Cause you got me curious, you probably look better when your dead Nine by the spine
dead presidents, never respected First of all, Ben Franklin was never elected That means him and Big Bills have never connected They just say it cause they think it sounds
without the Bonnie, I got the hollowpoint heat for you niggaz and the po' for the mamis Sean Gotti, I'm puttin an end to camraderie I'm lettin off heat
bomb As soon as I send the alarm, and when we're done We've committed a red rum, leaving the enemies dead and gone Leaving 'em niggas head's blown, cause they know they dead
strapped and ready to bomb As soon as I send the alarm, and when we're done We've committed a red rum, leaving the enemies dead and gone Leaving 'em niggas head's blown, cause they know they dead
it stays like this And now they trying to send me off to Kuwait Gimme a break How much shit can a nigga take I ain't goin' nowhere no how What you wanna throw down Better
: (feat. Bun-B of UGK) [EightBall] Check 1, 2 Check 1, 2 baby, yeah, uh 1, 2, 1, 2, microphone check, 2 somebody better tells these mothafuckers how
: [Bone] Stop, everybody, what's that sound? AK-47, so ya better hit the ground Stop, everybody, what's that sound? AK-47, so get the fuck down! [Layzie
your bitch on my dick Because I'm here for my cap down When steppin' through C-Town You better be strapped down The bigger my trigger The deader your
Won't you beam me up?" I buck, 12 gauge erupt, disrupt your order, infantry Ya'll better expect annihalation fuckin' around with the SCT And I better
: [feat. Thin C] [Chorus: Thin-C & Krayzie Bone] Everybody wanna sound like, sound like, sound like Bone, Bone, Bone! Everybody wanna rap like, rap
a couple of niggas asses Gotta take off and stay still blastin Locked in the state penatentiary but dog that ain't shit Better make your money baby and
