Testi:
Willie D Dear God

I sound rude Dear God, excuse my attitude I'm just searching for some answers Will we ever find a cure for cancer? [Hook: child computer voice] Dear God

My epitaph will read "Was the last of Gs Kicked the shit to make the white man bleed God bless the dead" [Chorus - 2pac:] God bless the dead God bless

need to beg motherfucker ain't no mercy inside us Feeling blessed, the richer I get the more I stress Smoking lye watching time fly, waiting for death Dear God

I'd rather be Chillin with homies and family In a sky high iced out paradise In the skyyyyy (There ain't) Ain't no place I'd rather be Only place

an eye My time away just made perfection You think I'd die Not gonna cry Why should I care Like we holding on to love Thats no longer there Can you please help me God

you'll regret it oh God I can't believe it you have asked and so you shall receive it in the ear victory draws near but no fear my dear I'll be here

trance, you will not smoke anymore, you will just feel healthy from now on, and you'll be breathing in nothing but fresh air, and you will not smell

futures, If we were our defenses, I'd be joining you. If we were our culture, If we were our leaders, If we were our denials, I'd be joining you. I

the gods I kill you - as I will die for you Now you believe every word I say Now you're puppets in my hands Do you remember, I'd asked you once If you will