had enough of you. You cheap shots only separate you. You hide behind your reputation but we see through. Yeah, you say you have nothing to prove. Show's over coward
enough of you. You cheap shots only separate you. You hide behind your reputation but we see through. Yeah, you say you have nothing to prove. Show's over coward
critical Nothin is colder - than hear the ballad of a dead soldier [Chorus] [last line:] "close your eyes and hear the ballad of a dead soldier" [2Pac] Be a coward
m infinitely Immortal Outlaw Switching up on you ordinary bitches like a south paw you get let And every breath I breathe untill the moment I'm deceased Will be another
stage He learned his values on the streets at an early age Watch for police Don't come home (why) 'Coz mammas acting crazy At the hospital 'Bout to have another
it You ain't show me love when you was at your apex Getting paychecks up at the radio with DMX and Flex Catching wreck while Noreaga was catching his breath
ain't show me love when you was at your apex Gettin' paychecks up at the radio with DMX and Flex Catchin' wreck while Noreaga was catching his breath
it You ain't show me love when you was at ya' apex Gettin' paychecks, up at the radio with DMX and Flex Catchin' wreck while Noriega was catchin' his breath
tried this shit if I was wit ya Maybe we would have picked another time Or chose anotha way Or maybe my prayers would have convinced him to choose another
let's fight Plus I cut you in the chest, weak hearts I rip Whitey Ford, Forty and White, lethargic ass dick head I keep em comin while you runnin out of breath
na I don't really do to many funerals, but I gotta go to yours I gotta see the face of a coward Please man let the homie breathe give me a taste of that
fight Plus I punch you in the chest, weak hearts I rip Whitey Ford, forty and white, lethargic ass dickhead I keep 'em comin while you runnin out of breath
won't be the next one to fall off my block [Valario] Oh Shit! I heard shots The spot's hot Wit' constant killin' Blood spillin' Another dead body left
stop And I hope you black out before you see the cops I ain't hot top for colors, I'm from Cedar Block So I got my hot tops that make your breathing
haunt Take my from the world What about my wife and And my little baby girl Think I'm bein selvish Better yet I am I'm runnin like a coward I should face
[Talking] [Chorus-DJ Paul-(8x)] I'd rather die a soldier Than nigga live a coward [Lord Infamous] Bullets are spittin' alright I will let the metal