Testi:
D O A Already Dead

can't kill us, already dead. too much shit, that's in our heads. don't give a fuck what they said cauze we're all, already dead. got no style, no grand

Voy a esperar a que mueras para poderme burlar, cuando te pudras en tu propia sangre y no encuentres respuesta Finges ser dueno de tu vida, pero todo

give a fuck if you wanna riff But when you say Kris, already derivative of Kris My eyebrows lift and that ass I get with (HUH) As a matter of fact, I

a whiz kid, get a whiff kid Swingin' down low, breakin' down flows With a new flow medley outgrow when you step back To the black with a fat rap with a

name favorite flavor, Chuck D I'm the new Public Enemy They say this Hennessey, is bad for me But I'm a go'on head, pour me a cup Cause it seem like,

in a tank of sharks become bait Face 5-8 inches are better, however Supreme, means I bring things ya can't measure Bring bad weather, like Starang, Louie and D.O

a 40 ounce, you'll be dumpin out whole kegs of brew A couple eggs is loose, puttin my head in a noose See me in hell with a long tail and a red suit These

Pouring rain you can still smell the blood odour Think of all the shit he put your mom through He's half dead, it's already starting to calm you Tell

day, liquor store and bank jobs D boys gettin robbed, niggas get jacked for they mobbs What's a nigga to do, can't survive without a gun Snitches in the street, a