drum Dance to the beat of the drums of the dead In trance pounding your life away The long forgotten dead are longing for home Drums of the dead, the
fear [Verse 1] Nigga my eyes don't cry, my heart so cold Lets play, lets make a deal nigga, sell me your soul Got a fetish for the guns, Calico drums
1:] Well, she's an original! [Producer 3:] WAS! [Barbra:] Mapping out the songs but in addition Harmonizing each negotiation Balancing the part that's all musicians With the part
is live Yeah, yeah, yo [Verse 1: Mr. Q] So watch the story of a young thug Niggas is busting Niggas is trying to get they hand on our cheddar, but whatever Part
longer cycle time How's my driving? Run you off the road smiling 1-800 Road Rage, Start dialing Don't care if I make history, I wanna be a part of INFINITY
out On them bouncin' on half an ounce And bangin' on them Affiliated with the shaved heads We spray led You better offer is trying to play dead Or brained dead
I see tens of billions of its citizens a substantial part of its whole population who at this very moment are denied the greater part of what the very
[ VERSE 1 ] The President woke and he called the Pope The Pope climbed to heaven on a golden rope P.S. the Lord raised Michaelangelo from the dead So
make it hard for niggaz to Stand up Tell your crew they don't want it with us dude And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfucking move Stand up [Verse 1
WOO WOO!!! HA!!! AHHH!!!!! [Verse 1: Missy Elliott] What dem do dem rude badman (Badman) Dem nuh want mi shoot badman (Badman) Tell dem, dem be one dead
ay Part 1: El Juego Se Fue Part 2: Cancion Mixteca (Sung by Jorge Torres) Part 3: Virgin of Ciudad Acuna (Sung by REK) Part 4: Streets of Laredo (Sung
it hard for niggaz to Stand up Tell your crew they don't want it with us dude And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfucking move Stand up [Verse 1
certain colors you dead Fi yuh gang bang yuh diss mi yuh a dead man Cau gunshot a be like drum pan weh mi come from And it's the same old story We don
, make it hard for niggaz to Stand up Tell your crew they don't want it with us dude And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfucking move Stand up [Verse 1
, they say I got shot But when I heard that I started laughing on the spot Cause what the fuck is that all bout They say I'm dead so I had to put this
shell revolver Hot as lava Guns skills that reel and in the 'ville I be the barber Gangster saga, the motha-fuckin' face carver Drums of death hold