Death rides and the old man cries, where on earth can we hide? This transformation he fears, he knows not where he'll end Will he burn in hell and rot
I hated life Itself I cursed the god they made and then shoved down my throat I rebelled to them All I'd make them pay before they fall Death of innocence
Vertimas: Plieno pranašas. Mirtis.
Vertimas: Plieno pranašas. Death Of Innocence.
up, doin' it for the love of money 1995 we really let 'em know, Cleveland is the city where we come from Brought styles muthafuckas never heard before But we never got our props
than ahoy I got toys that deploy, I just aim and destroy I keeps it gully in a bonafide skully I ain't never had a hit but still get props like Nelly
To the death, till one of us got no breath left Protect that neck Yo Black Rob, makin' all stops We gon' party till this motherfucking ball drops, snatchin' all props
opposes me, and what I feel might find their legs bein replaced by steel This is a brand new year, and the penalty is death so there won't be a lot of
a polar cat Lynchin' as a hit, misses the roll of dice Pushin' packs to make the profit Diggy dope duck on the topic, so stop and gimme my props, kid
real, ain't nuthin sugar about the steel will Amuse we toke twos and sip booze, tuck spliffs Revealin the gift of the death wish Now rulers, time hooters
game show The first to go and last to know Sat eating junk food on death row (Fleeing the fall of the human empire) No prophet cast the money lenders
to wet a nigga who tryin to cut throat But, yo, ty was no new jack, he knew that He was marked for death 'cause niggaz had contracts He had mad uzis
road on this 12 O'Clock, I love my brother to death That old hip-hop, catch this Hot Nix', you know? Big tits I love my brother to death, nigga pussy
rays of pain and fire The time of prophet's visions has filled my spirit The thoughts that never can get ease, like a blood wasted steel A wind, the
whilst the blade thirsting for it dashes deeper in. Children of the prophet, your fate is written within the steel of our blades. For too long have you
