folks, and I d like to thank you, too." - ELVIS PRESLEY "Three young singers were killed today in the crash of a light plane." (This referred to the deaths
that'll restore ya calmness Unless, you wanna be leg and armless That's parapaleg' for those who believe in bomb threats [Hook] [various ad-libs til fade
storm No sympathy for your kind, all empathy left behind Now we slay your kind and kill the unborn Spreading fear and spreading death, executions, death threats
[BEETHOVEN] IN EVERY LIFE IT HAS BEEN SAID THERE COMES A TIME TO JOIN THE DEAD ADMIT THERE IS NO SECOND CHANCE AND JOIN DEATH IN A FINAL DANCE ACROSS
so full of thug faces Momma gave a ni**a breath, a life of stress I invest in a vest and makin ni**az watch they every step Label me a threat and I ain
Born in the flood bloody fingerpaint sets blackmarketed fresh water canons forget me not epitaph airbrush with death white tee's wife beaters button up
[Wyclef] Why am I trapped in a cage? (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) Barber can I get a fade? (THE NAPPY HEADS ARE COMIN OUT) Teacher teacher check my
down and write it I - am - number one Hey hey hey hey... What does it take to be number one Two is not a winner, and three nobody remembers What does
let her see the pies Might say in foolish but we have a bond She make moves on my behalf when I had no bond all the death threats cause I owe'd niggas
steel, they caps peeled We still cool but you played yourself Give him the mac and make him spray hisself, heyyy Fallin legends clutchin chrome three
full of thug faces Momma gave a ni**a breath, a life of stress I invest in a vest and makin ni**az watch they every step Label me a threat and I ain'
hood bein around the niggaz, yeah And for the first time everybody let go And the streets is death row, I wonder if heaven got a ghetto Chorus Verse Three
sexy capers Give a holla to them hoochies last night that tried to rape us Will these rap lyrics take us, plus room all up in Vegas I'm a boss playa, death
brothas fell victim to tha streetz Rest in peace young nigga, there's a Heaven for a 'G' be a lie, If I told ya that I never thought of death my niggas
My only fear of death is comin back to this bitch reincarnated That's for the homey mental We up out [Chorus w/out 2Pac continues to fade]