'ma do it to death! (yeahhh...) I'ma do it to death! (uh) I'ma do it to death! (yeahhh...) I'ma do it to death! (uh) [Supastition:] You can voice your
I'ma do it to death! (yeahhh...) I'ma do it to death! (uh) I'ma do it to death! (yeahhh...) I'ma do it to death! (uh) [Supastition:] You can voice your
Traduzione: Little Brother. Do It To Death.
fuckers!" [Verse 1: Brother Marquis] I'm a part of this, just like you I'm a disciple of Satan, with work to do I'll ride you to your death and squeeze
crazy motherfucka makin' death calls Just bring me my brother and we leavin For every minute you stall, one ya'll bleedin' They brought my brother in
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
Verse Three: 2Pac] I shoulda saw tha signs I was blinded criminal minds of a young black brotha doin' time so many brothas framed in this dirty game it
frogous - leap Rhymin dictionaries - on the contrary Your style's plain, it stays the same, mines vary From a to z, just like the alphabet Find another brother
's my little brother Death is walkin the nation, takin boys and girls And all I say to myself is it's a mad, mad world It's a mad, mad world, whether
view wit the bodega Know Omega like Rakim Thinkin about brother Diallo I find it hard to swallow Cuz 41 is a hard act to follow Who is it, it can happen
a little change But this thing about him made him a little strange He was cool to a certain extent Then he would disappear, no one knew where he went He was cuttin brothers
like a brother And I wept when Utah died While riding up one morning And our work was almost done The cattle quickly started On a wild and maddening run The boss's little
could And play the bat yo and watch the brothas bark like wood So knock on it Go head you want it Nobody want it You turned in for it pulled nine stingers
[Chorus] [Verse One] Death is becoming a way of life It's a killing season and the sun shines bright The air you're breathin' is getting hot I guess
Nigga 25 to live for the murder. Was it worth it I've always wondered. Maybe if the hood didn't take me under. Geah, this going out to all the niggas, It
unparalleled pain! Kill! [ZURANTHUS:] Do not seek to threaten me, wormcast. My tenure here is preordained... and I will suffer your arrogance no longer, little brother
and face the blues Cause its a thugs life, everyday is what we do Love life, beleive and you'll see it through So to my brother Pac make a place for me
s right" [x4] [JuJu:] It's the crook with the shit little cords and mass danger Torturing crew like Jews in gas chambers Danger the angel of death street
