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Shyne
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Martyr
作词:Jamal Barrow, C Thompson
Shit, sometimes man, be contemplating Yo, living in hell, die, might be better
Walk through the shadow of death, my out pissing Rebel, laughing at the devil, homicidal threats Only if he knew, I wanna lie a coal, who the wanna die old On this miserable earth, forever, put me in dirt It's better then living searchin' treasure That only brings atrocity and treachery, baby mother's stressing me Ain't no hope left in me, live everyday like it's my last Waitin' to meet my that passed
At last I could meet Christ, ask Him why the You died on the cross Here these stupid, they still lost I'll ask Malcolm, see what it was like to fight for civil rights And nights he thought he would die, what did he do Did he grab his gun and a shot? Get on my knees praise Big and go with Pac Find out did he really take 5 shots Ask him, who shot ya, was it the Feds? Couldn't of been Big Poppa, Brooklyn ain't braille Like that, ask Martin, why the you ain't fight back?
If you had a choice, life or death What would you choose? If you had a choice, life or death What would you choose? If you had a choice, life or death What would you choose? If you had a choice
Life ain't real, it's a dream we see tomorrow Reality, that's pain and sorrow Reality, disaster beat breaks A little girl up in the projects gettin' Reality's a gettin' rock shot 41 times And you askin' why I run from one time I don't even get justice Sometimes, no times, oh, I'm bout to lose my mind
Reality's up, like a hard workin' mother, losing her job The battle of good and evil Like the devil, ain't losing for God, we on Lucifer's squad Not knowing what the it all mean 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 I can't even, get a can of sardines Driving Bentley's, burning money, I'm yearnin' money Taking your, I'm earning money Yet you call me a thief I call me a broke trying to eat On this earth suffering, why it's like that? Guess we the punished, blame Adam and Eve
If you had a choice, life or death What would you choose? If you had a choice, life or death What would you choose? If you had a choice, life or death What would you choose? If you had a choice
Hold your latex, from nuns I take Play chess, with the devil from the sky Like rain shells drop immune to this cold world's sorrow Beyond shell shock, can't you tell pop, I need some help ox See them meadow officers watchin' myself rot Ice pick and cell blocks
Hope the 12 stop on the highway to hell, switchin' lanes That know, what I mean to suffer and struggle in the gutter Slice birthday cakes with box cutters I did not stutter, you heard me this is utter, reality Observe me, on a journey puttin' on gurneys till I meet my maker And I need my ama, Guiliani and Howard Seiffler
If you had a choice, life or death What would you choose? If you had a choice, life or death What would you choose? If you had a choice, life or death What would you choose? If you had a choice
If you had a choice, life or death What would you choose? If you had a choice, life or death What would you choose? If you had a choice, life or death What would you choose? If you had a choice
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