is death, You have to die. But how you?ll comprehend what is death If you don?t know what is to live. I am not talking of biological live, Because it is
sin is death, You have to die. But how you?ll comprehend what is death If you don?t know what is to live. I am not talking of biological live, Because it is
life pouring belve on ya heart Money I'm involved with it, wake up and ball with it Kobe can song with it, uncut raw with it Chop bricks take trips ot
now we countin the math, we 'bout that birdplay My crew's committed, you dudes gon' get it Have a seat you through when I'm finished, my troopers is fitted
it, feelin it, chickens are ice grillin it Cops pullin it over, Jigga react militant Speed off Officer told me "Turn the beat off" I truned it a level
, bitches, I'm gropping them Open up your veins, cop three bags of Dopium Super soak these niggas, stroke with the magnum force Leak it in the streets
get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, gone get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, gone get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, were tradin places. [
know how it feel, when them things hit You will never know how it feel, when them things hit You won't even hear it comin, cuz it sounds like spit *spit
' get it, get it, get it, get it, get it Gon' get it, get it, get it, get it, get it Gon' get it, get it, get it, get it, get it We?re trading places
was that!" I said and quickly giggles spread infection in the room. "Stop it! Stop it! Stop!" I said but it seemed to spread and spread. "Stop it or
, so dude's wide open for it I'm just a youngster, I ain't done it but I will 'Cause I was taught you got to get it so I get it how I live Finna get
to tell you that i cry sometimes i cry sometimes, about it and girl i know it hurt, but if this world was perfect, then we can make it work but i doubt it
it in, I'm spinning out of orbit, I'm comin for your fuckin' planet like I fought for it. Metamorphic, something metal in my pocket, Turn it from my
tell it like it is This biz ain't all fun, I'ma tell it like it is Give it to you straight, no chase, I'ma tell it like it is Look you straight in yo'
your leg Aiyyo it's hell on earth, who's next or gonna be first? The projects is front lines and the enemy is one time I ain't gotta tell you it's right
them, bitches, I'm gropping them Open up your veins, cop three bags of Dopium Super soak these niggas, stroke with the magnum force Leak it in the streets
, fatty teats That I'll be stuffing your face with tonight Puking up your own skin, just to devour it again Is a treat you'll save for dessert Fresh
