blood covered words With tears and a knife in my hands My world is crumbling down Hammers nail me to the ground. I know I'm already dead and gone to
Traduzione: A Perfect Murder. Dead And Gone.
And it ain't no telling where the coppers be dwelling, One had spotted me, pick up ah piece and shot a me But I practice what I preach And see that these
a habit to be caught with and without Reachin' up under my seat to grab my piece And the chamber done gauged a round Turn a beat down, put it in first
bust a shot in the muthafuckin' courtroom and watch it clear out A hundred thousand mile warranty Metaphorically, I'll use a hundred thousand styles and murder you orally I took a
oh know we dirty drive slow Write a line sipping a glass of wine The block is mine cause I am a live criminal mastermind When I rhyme, I perfect this,
a hoody, would you rather spared then snatch your life? You still gonna pay the price, and I just might go pick up a knife and slice And I'll pick off
the train or live life behind the gate You framing[?] minor[?] [??], you contemplate prison rate Your heart skip a beat and you select upstate It's on, you get a
outside you and me form as one, and live on This song is just so and so long But we'll be here 25 to life and beyond I see it coming clearer perfect
old sticky And yeah I'm still runnin these streets on my same old grizzly And even though he's dead and gone I still bang my Biggie And even if I couldn
any day is good for me to go and kill a ho so fuck the money, mo murder mo murder mo and it's a nightmare on yo' mama's street but freddy's bitch-ass
Lay the fool, straight up, face down like five-o Ride wit' six birds, this ain't no joke The murder scene was a deal gone bad We popped the fools and
like a prisoner And syrup is the way I escape But the message is to the kids 'Do as I say, and not as I do Cause there could be a brighter future for
m like a prisoner and syrup is the way i escape but the message is to the kids 'do as i say, and not as i do cause there could be a brighter future for
have gone and done it? She said she heard the bang and was afraid he'd be mad And made a run for it Said, they were having a fight and the gun was a
and there they are (there they are) Gonna get gone, aiyya, aiyya (get gone, get gone) {*gun shot*} Gonna get gone, aiyya, aiyya (get gone, get gone) {*
blow Five-oh know we dirty drive slow Write a line sipping a glass of wine The block is mine cause I am a live criminal mastermind When I rhyme, I perfect
' it Haters see the spider and they wanna put a slug in it, fuck it I'm a G, I been a rider, I ain't studding it better get you mind of mind And start