the things you love when they are dead you've cut too deep let the dead lie asleep refuse to grasp the hand that breaks the ground from this shallow
Chorus Makaveli to don, kadafi rest in peace (makaveli to don<echoes>) [singer]- will I live or will I die? will I ever see the light The world
thug Standin on the corner sellin drugs And just remember, this ain't multiple choice Without a college degree you only got your voice You gotta talk for yours, or get nothin at all This
got comin' and the rest I'm takin' I'm shakin' like Jerry Lee Lewis and shit You act like the motherfucker's new at this shit But I've been true to this
this LP if you have neither first switched off the lights and then laid your body to rest on the floor. Hopefully then the trip will be complete. WARNING
and tie They killed a homie that I went to school with I tell ya life ain't shit to fool with I still hear the screams of his mother While my nigga laid
got coming and the rest I'm takin' I'm shakin' like Jerry Lee Lewis and shit You act like a motherfucker's brand new at this shit But I've been true to this
fuss, fuss Spend 20 Gs on my record, it's gold plus Fucking every competitor on the stage up Then I come to your city to get laid up Give it everything
we might have a spray out I think way out, got the shit laid out I ain't never been afraid to pull the AK out In broad daylight got the green light make
mean us harm Is this our pleasure, punishment or crime Is this a mountain that we really want to climb The road is hard, hard and long Put down that two by four This
and weary, I lay down to rest my eyes, I see this world change in a whirlwind and heaven flies down from the skies; I see rising up from my wreckage, cities
got comin' and the rest I'm fakin' I'm shakin' like Jerry Lee Lewis and shit You act like the motherfucker's new at this shit But I've been true to this
and weary, I lay down to rest my eyes, I see this world change in a whirlwind and heaven flies down from the skies; I see rising up from my wreckage cities
s on my record, it's gold - plus (plus!) Fuckin every competitor on the stage - up (up!) Then I come to your city and get laid - up (up!) Give it everything
covers the city like a cloak I approach and assemble my hopes, into notes Hard to sleep in the city that don't Cause it won't let you rest, noises on
