ALL FOR MONEY THE ROOT OF EVIL GETTING RICH AIN'T LIFE A BITCH? LIVING GOOD ... In the name of God LIVING GOOD ... Caught in the trap. solo: Gonzales
Traduzione: Evil Dead. Buon Vivere.
gun soldier salute With a 19-inch black handle snake knife in my boots I'm straight from the strong, thug to your life Right to yo wrong, I'll put the good to your evil
clock grip Makin G's was my mission Movin enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and why must I sock a fella, just to live large like Rockefeller
that can rattle your nerves And this life will get so trife and it'll throw you a curve And there are people who live evil Feeding a sexual urge So be holy/living
moving Forever lost home They follow the evil I knew that they would I don't believe in good I don't believe in good Don't believe in the good I don't
the place up, stab for me This ain't the type of place you can survive God {Not at all} God don't live inside me, I live inside God [Doap Nixon:] I ain
ll fuck ya with a knife, fuck his wife Tell your bitch your husband said good night Yeah it's like that ain't no army that can strike back If hip-hop is dead
try no run fi not get shot (bis) Get shot down and dead Warlord I saw you Warlord gettin? control over people Warlord I konow you Warlord selling good and evil
(feat. Cheryl 'Pepsi' Riley, Dead Prez) [Riley singing] 1999 Beatnuts, dead prez [CHORUS:] Everytime I look around, I see so much drama goin down Everytime
on, no time, no hope, no chance, Run with your family, they're coming to kill. They hate us, they want us all dead, They say that the white man is evil
me I live Christ-like I hear what they sayin but fuck all the weepin, I peep it just keep it, I live mine Celebrate them good times, just read the will
hit the street When I got the milli pictured in my head Ain't no stoppin cuz the devil said I'm halfway dead What can I say got them evil thoughts
hair, creased up and my gat A half-way joint in my ear and a twenty dollar sack Jumped on my cycla and I rolled to the hood Smoking a toke, getting high feeling good
from is where I proved my name And the streets where I live is where I got my fame [Chorus] Don't push me cuz I'm losing my head The way I live I might end up dead
Flow, on a journey up to Crown Heights Ebbets Field, feel the reel to reel on your life Trife, individuals live in the PJ's Dee Evil, check my DJ Hey