Your dead meat Your dead meat Your dead meat Your It's your dead meat from former days I am your crisis Blue asbestos in your veins I'm your broken fingers
: your dead meat your dead meat your dead meat your your dead meat from former days I am your crisis blue asbestos in your veins I'm your broken fingers
your dead meat your dead meat your dead meat your your dead meat from former days I am your crisis blue asbestos in your veins I'm your broken fingers
the building Okay, day time soldier, night time rider, 911 survivor,yeah I feel u, and who am I to try to keep hope alive When I'm seeing dead babies
hunt of a job they stood that blizzardy wind. Hungry and cold they knocked on the doors of the workin' people around For a piece of meat and a carrot
the game belong to me I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me I got money on my beeper, dead
a butcher and you bleed a man You bang up and badger and blood let a man Then I come along on the feet of man And half way laugh and cry 'bout the meat
reek of the compost, as the livig try hard to retain what the dead lost, with double dead sickness from writing at what cost and business and business
this gangsta shit And it ain't because I'm a bitch, it's because I ain't a bitch I don't endanger people that I'm with I'm a general, I ain't Bush I
It's only human primeval instinct internal urges, the way all Men think romantic setting, or in the back seat for free of money just grinding our meat
him who tell him seh me a frien him (one sentence). Lawd-a-mercy (another line goes here, not sure what hes sayin) So wah, Well 1. Boy now ya dead and inna bush
You're history, you're gone Oliver North, no 'Secret Government' for you, buddy You're over, you're through Bill Casey, you're dead, I mean it Bush,
paying no taxes I'll stick your girl, agnus Flipmode bring the madness Platinum status, rampage I'm the baddest Check the credit, yo you might as well dead
they could only dream of. I'm talking about the dead. Not just any dead. I'm talking about they were joined by 5 ravishing, beautiful, lovely dead women
I'm paying no taxes I'll stick your girl, Agnus Flipmode bring the madness Platinum status, Rampage I'm the baddest Check the credit, yo you might as well dead
's why we dead or alive/ point of survival/ let's Get points with real niggas lives/ but you only see Raw meat on streets; these niggas love their heat
FULL CLIP, PLUG 'DAT PUSS!! Hit it from the back and blow out that bush Tappin' nedens, taggin' nedens, that be my thing Know my bitches from they taggles
