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
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
one, PISS IN IT! Then shut up about it, we're sick of hearin' it That ain't the way you're livin' so why pretend it is given Bow down before you're forced
and rapture - No dread hereafter Every end is a new beginning - When one door is closed another is open In the pure joy of existence And its kisses of eternal esctasy Lose is
you leave I getum with this and hitum with this me'n'Pep see'n reps be'n kept written in lists of gold call upon your forces I force this to your
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
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
Feelin 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
positions It's the same old world with a whole new twist on it It's easy now to exist and get knowledge That's why the kids in college That's why this kid is
the Ice with Cube Nah I'm equipped with flames, mummified in Gucci I live again, abominated my body with all y'all hate {Abominated my body with all y
can keep a secret with Vicky, have a Minaj with Nicki And be all under with Lauren and telling Megan good morning I can keep a secret with Vicky, have a Minaj with
these Left, Right, left, roundhouse Cause every time I brings it on somebody gets knocked out About as bout it bout it as it gets it's that bitch Mia
leg Chorus: together Aiyyo it's hell on earth, whose next or gonna be first The projects is front lines, and the enemy is one time I ain't gotta tell you It
done with it quick Watch me empty out clips like a son of a bitch No remorse in my heart, I've been rotten since birth Make sure I finish the job, kids
Designed with Cruddy types of obstacles It's not impossible Your niggaz is unstoppable [Diesel & Rottin Razkals] Hold your horses The lyrical force is about to toss this Standin in the column with
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. [
t 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 *