a skirt and see where pimpin' can get Don't be a customer getting buck for all your cheddar Once a John twice a trick should of known better, it ain't no love [Cell Block:] For
my body there a quior singing a song your funeral nothin is for sure no one ever knows when it's time to go... (fades till the end)
away from a razor I just want my face in a paper I wish a nigga had a grenade to squeeze tight to awake neighbors for acres I murder you Danger had me
evil never sleeps 666 Raise the funeral ?ag Rise up from hell Are you ready for the end my friend Are you ready for the ?nal embrace You are the chosen
for two years trying to get a break in music and make a record and that's when I ran across a delightful business man named Charlie. He had been a lawyer
Juggling family and heroin addiction He overdosed and left a notice of eviction And a crate of records on the table in the kitchen And a little angel with a
arena for two years trying to get a break in music and make a record and that's when I ran across a delightful business man named Charlie. He had been a
left to cry Now he nothing but a memory, he used to be a friend to me said he never die but now he's 6 feet deep, with a tombstone oh my god my brothers
to cry Now he nothing but a memory, used to be a friend of me Said he'd never die, but now he's six feet deep With a tombstone, oh my god my brother's
I ain't tryna rap for a car or rap for a gun Or rap for a gyal that's gonna max out my cards See me, I rap for the man that hasn't got guns Infact hasn
from a razor I just want my face in a paper I wish a nigga had a grenade to squeeze tight to awake neighbors for acres I murder you Danger had me turned