(Who we are) It's nothing but a point of view We all turn back to dust (Back to the beginning) We all burn back to dust (Back to the beginning, back
. We all turn back to dust. (Back to dust) (Back to dust together) We all burn back to dust. (Back to dust) (Back to dust together) (Back to dust together
Vertaling: Van die eerste tot die laaste. Ons almal draai terug na Dust.
view We all turn back to dust. (Back to dust) (Back to the beginning) We all burn back to dust. (Back to dust) (Back to the beginning) (Back to the
view. We all turn back to dust. (Back to dust) (Back to dust together) We all burn back to dust. (Back to dust) (Back to dust together) (Back to dust
[Police voice:] Attention all units, attention all units We have an All Points Bulletin out on a man with green hair I repeat, we have an APB on a man
the things we use to do Nobody can take it away from us Use to live life dangerous, time flew away like angel dust Never known as presentado levas Stay away from
Got me a mic, and now we ache like the dead And all we wanna do is rock the dead So many thoughts runnin all through my head But the only one that's
say [Chorus] [Verse 3 - T-Pain Nigga first of all I'm the first and last You just the first to fall I'm just the first to blast You want to curse
shed turn around and heard a thug said I gotta place we can play at hop to da 99' never get at all red come out quick before we all dead to the back
bitches and all types of fast cars (hahaha...me too) Loud guns, money-runs, and those strip bars We watch the sun turn to stars, back to sun again I put
we are one in spirit We stand together through it all Oh, through it all When we were young and brave We fought to save the one thing that we loved We
to knock you all on your asses And ashes to ashes and dust to dust Like on the back of the dollar it says, 'In God We Trust' The smoke filled room make
' is cut & dry. The rooster crowes 3 times As he turns & goes. The rooster crowes 3 times A wise man told him about a song First he had to blow the dust from
skills We bust and cuss and kick up dust Don't none of y'all niggaz want to fuck with us? I peep game and get recognized Buyin' all the hard liquor
First Verse [SPM]: Another deadly ceremony, In a sacred territory, It was all done for the glory, You bitches ain't got nothin' for me O-G, from
