' no mo' Now, niggaz comin' up dead with they brains blew out on the fuckin' floor Damn, hella force to the face Teflons to the vest now r-uh-rest Pull a plug
Your parents saved or had the bucks Your education stems from luck Future corpse, death by physician I have no choice, devoid of rights So pull the plug
my fetid needs I wish I could pull these strings In death there are finer things Malpractice forever be my bitter name I wish I could pull these strings In death
nappin' Every little carrot is a stolen delight and I keep forgetten' that the thing ain't right So one day when I was deep in the meal that farmer pulled
the Lord my soul to take I'm not going to wake up today They've pulled my plug, the picture fades And as my body decays mold begins to fill my grave The smell of death
fat Optimos You chose to test those uptown boys You done got on a straight ride and cant get off Lets all get a stolen car and roll through they ward When it's dark, we spark, pull
ya Eating a full course meal watching you starve to death With an IV in your veins Feeding you liquid darvicet Pumping you full of drugs Pull the plugs
Just pull the plug! People say that I'm a black juice I say the world's already fucked, I'm just addin to it They say I'm suicidal Teenagers' newest
little boys' drawers shoppin' at toy stores Shady said it, Shady meant it, I stay demented I'll throw a stroller at you, with a baby in it Go ahead, pull the plug
your bi Now I?m about to take this time out to plug the next Flip mode squad album the ruler ship album (Okay, okay) I wanna plug the next busta rhymes
Enough said, let's paint this whole fuckin' town red And RIP they whole crew to a shred! I got cold blood, I pull yo' plug, I hold, bust Show no love,
Checkmate, pull the plug on a fake Get to steppin' too late, gotta take 'em, break 'em down One testify, see the fire in his eyes We determine the ghost
was just everywhere And when the morphine kicked in later The censors threw their hands up in despair And that's when the truth came marching in And promptly pulled the plug
after the same arrow Rush through life, it's off this slug Advise me with words from death, and new com battles Far time left, and pure shot plug that
cappin', fuck yappin', gimme no dappin' Pull out the strapin' and start bustin', Show me you bout buckin' or duckin' 'cause I'm sendin' 17 slugs I'm a thug All about sellin' drugs, nigga you get plugged
carefully controlled, Why else would fiction have such licence? We are allowed to see endless theatrical deaths, But when the real deaths started on
to take it, and say that I'm too small Cool, 'cuz I don't get upset I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then I jet Back to the lab without
Besides that we risin to the top There's no way to stoppin us [Mr. Cheeks] Time to make cakes, no time for the bullshit Watch how a nigga pull shit From