to desert, a land of stress cats, dogs, cows, pigs - dead is dead you gorge on the chemicals they're being fed satisfied with your selfishness dead is dead is dead
forest to desert, a land of stress cats, dogs, cows, pigs - dead is dead you gorge on the chemicals they're being fed satisfied with your selfishness dead is dead is dead
up dre ? Check this out slim i gotta talk to you I dunno it just seems like ever since you got off your Drugs you became alot softer! But Dre! all shady is, is
this Pass with this gun Don't let it hold you back But you're already set No dead flowers gonna grow 'Til the dirt gets wet Put the elevator music on Pull
yourself from someone else with a gun Being armed up to the teeth that means you don't have to run Better safe than being sorry,better alive than being dead
at you, I'm goin at Duke, already ran through Wasn't hard to capture, what is it that your goin after? (What is it what is it?) The forty-fifth'll make
anyone help me drag my heels I'm running overtime I can't hold down my meals My mind is racing by Staring blankly feels Like pulling out my teeth While
to see your fuckin' hands The best living or dead, hands down, huh? Less talk, more head right now, huh? And my eyes more red than the devil is And
comes first, for better or worse He's married to the game, like a fuck-you for Christmas His gift is a curse, forget the earth, he's got The urge to pull
nigga trippin at all Yo, I'm fuckin walkin over weak rapper's downfalls It ain't my fault they fell, it ain't my fault I sell I pull my ass up from the
another zone nigga put me on this We layin' stick, my lyrics is heat Havin' visions of ritual mirrors inside my sleep, nigga peep I remember watchin' the news, dead
another zone nigga put me on this We layin' stick, my lyrics is heat Havin' visions of ritual mirrors inside my sleep - nigga peep I remember watchin' the news, dead
Hustler word I pull the trigger long Grit my teeth spray till every nigga's gone Got my block sewn armored dope spots Last thing I sweat's suc-suc-sucka
the streets, fuck release They got power that you can't comprehend, my friend They want you dead, yo, you're dead before the daylight ends Your eyes shiver and you grit your teeth
A pass with this gun Don't let it hold you back But you're already set No dead flowers gonna grow Until the dirt gets wet Put the elevator music on Pull
are, so we tell them This is D Block, mighty mighty D Block Everywhere we go, people wanna know Who we are, so we tell them This is D Block, mighty
won't feel dead anymore So I won't feel dead anymore Your spirit is sweet, so pull off your sheet And give me a ghost of a smile Show me your teeth '
How does a duck know what direction south is? And how to tell his wife from all the other ducks? You can cut a chicken's head off And it will keep on
