re already dead You're dead, you're dead, you're dead, you're dead You're dead, you're dead, you're dead, you're dead You're dead, you're dead, you're
Firing Squad...To the Death When I'm dead and gone you won't be alone When I'm dead and gone O.G. Boom Bang (that's my nigga) that's right I told you
.O.P. But the ones in charge are plain to see The Clinton's, Bill and Hillary Now in Washington D.C. There's Democrats and the G.O.P. But the one in
left, boom bap In the back, Blazay Blah, so get the fuck out my face Oh what a disgrace, you can't disgrace Boys I'll erase you boys to mincemeat Human means T, O
would last this long You were dead wrong Homie this is Nate, he's a double O.G. All up in the place, K U R U P T Better ask your girl, "Why she starin
it's the master plan until the curse is reversed I'm sayin, rebirth of a nation... [Verse 2: Professor Griff] They call me E-M-E, U-N-O, you know P.
the back, Blazay Blah, so get the fuck out my face Oh what a disgrace, you can't disgrace Boys I'll erase you boys to mincemeat Human means T, O's,
flights I live by the cold war drove from round the globe all I need is a kilo, a apron, show me the stove general electric, perfected, cooking them O
Ross] I live by the cold war drove from round the globe all I need is a kilo, a apron, show me the stove general electric, perfected, cooking them O'
SP Killer, L O X, L O X, motherfucker Niggas, don't know how we bout to come this time No more shiny suits, none of that shit We gonna R U double F R
baby guts lowk would ya choke i vomit when that teflon pierced that babys throat peep me eatin dead cock u trip cuz eatin dead pussy clit
mobile phone, it's U.G.K. Pimp C said, "P, what's really goin on?" I said what's really happenin, he said, "I gotta pocket full of stones!" Now P be dat
G P O P P A P A C left eye J M J Please have mercy on me B I G L P U N easy E Aaliyah R.I.P Please have mercy on me Please have mercy on me
{u. n. l. v. talking} Wusup! to my nigga kel, third ward is the motherfuckin' house Mac melph calio, r.i.p. pimp daddy, kilo ya with me, wusup bryce hahahaha
[Lil Ya] MAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!!!! We need to run that....U.P.T. FOR LIFE!!!!!!! [Yella] Damn nigga! [Chorus-Yella, Lil Ya, & Tec-9] Get Into It With
the street See, it don't really matter Long as I'm down for you And you down for me We can ride together, forever Rolling through the streets of the G-U-M-P
The motherfuckin bastard stretched like elastic Now you bein' a hazard Two gats tha game Ran slap dead into a train motherfucker And gettin bitches like an everyday thang D O double G P O U
use my hands for protection In scuffles, throw all my blows in doubles I'm coming from Queens motherfucker carrying guns in couples And wilding, a Q-U
