push this so called force that inspires their call To be extreme so it seems is a mental crutch To cover up for those that are completely out of touch
Traduzione: Morte. Out Of Touch.
push this so called force that inspires their call to be extreme so it seems is a mental crutch To cover up for those that are completely out of touch
the visit Just tryin to hold my head until I see the death of these snitches I know some real ones on the run keepin touch with they bitches And you can
Hole in his +Chest+ like Cody +Nutt+ Smoking his cess, he blow it up As if schemed out the window lobby Similar sex, revolution and techs on the death
i bite my tongue till i taste my blood so you won't hear my cries hiding in my private darkness i put you out of my mind my fear of death being overcome
' shit off the floor by the door I got a new woman, nah man, make that three The first one up out a dream, know what I mean? While I was checkin' out
my dogs in the mornin And if I die by a slug, the death of a true thug Tell me will my ni**az mourn me? Gettin blowed out High, watch me murder the bird
away I send this out to all the fallen soldiers That's in the cemetaries buried Never got to see they dreams For everything I touch you touch For every
touch, shit Ain't flashed a smile in a long while An unexpected birth worst of the ghetto childs My attitude got me walking solo Ride out alone in my
tha cop I got me a glock, and a glock for tha niggas on my block 4 of'em tried ta stab me, I moved out sold a pound a weed, made g's, bought a new house
fuckin mother out And that's the street scarred style I shout I'm-de-MC-wit-de-nasty-mouf, and kick the bitch out Sue me? I pay the lawyer for ya oh boy
got no place to go... Where you find me? 16 on Death Row 16 on Death Row It's to all my partners in the penitentiaries 16 on Death Row
a mac-fo' Torn ligaments, all up in that nigga shoulder And a vest couldn't protect that flesh Cause I got, slugs, to knock the air out your chest Death
rider (ride) Niggaz ain't killers So they hidin' Why? Fuck em' all, touch em' all That's the way that we do it Ride up, hop the fuck out watch that
and Filipino And when I meet her I'ma offer her some indo Tounge-kissin on the window of a pearl white limo Don't wanna be your man, I'm your nigga Touch
