lion of the royal throne, and ? danger zone, the world become a graveyard of skulls and bones and mount Zion is the the safest crown. Upon a holy mountain the city
when I?m grabbing a rum, And skull shots till we fall from grace like Eric Clapton?s son, South of the country, west of the city, Chip into that kitty
And Cherry?) Rastafari Neva Go Now Fiya Burn Cannibal Dreddy Blood Sheddin More And More I Still Gatta Fight Doe I'm Livin Pure See War And Crime Like A Skull
right its a stanley in the shadows of the dark with darkman like spawn in the dash blazin it up with explosive bombs I spit homicides like major cities
I meet a lot of strange folks Some people with no eyes, and gashed open throats And if they notice your eyeballs are working well They try to dig em out your skull
the south-west detroit, Del-ray In a city, ghetto street-gang I got people who want me dead But everytime they run up on me, I get scared And my skull
my eyes. But I'm not tired, No, I won't sleep for hours. This city's old, and full of ghosts. I can see their skulls, It makes no sense at all. Is
ass, over-spank it <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> Whisperin' she loves intelligent gangstas Call fatties 'bubbles', call head 'skull
lungs feels clinging and thick But I know his name, he's called Mr. D. And one of these days he's gonna set you free Human skulls is hangin' right
fo yo lesson I got an ounce of dank and a couple of drinks so let's crank up a session Like Tri-City high school, was pullin em in a broke down Rabbit
friends was murdered, I bullet proof my truck Shit, New York taught me, it's no mercy It's no lettin' it slide, I'm so thirsty New York!, New York!, nigga! (New York City
Could't keep a secret got a concrete skull Couldn't shut up you're an imbecile You're an ugly dog there's nothing to gain You couldn't shut up got a bad
it concern?s Applaud the whore?s abroad awaiting my return Ressurected like Makaveli, pray my soul burns Sole supplier for cocaine in southern states sending sack city to city
lungs feels clinging and thick But I know his name, he's called Mister D And one of these days he's gonna set you free Human skulls is hangin' right '
ah gwan and the ghetto youths poor Till it some more,rainshower me say pour Yow,ghetto youths skull ah bore
be crazy In Ohio, that shit got a little too hyphy, baby Stage diving and crowd surfing couldn't hold back But they dropped her, now she's unconscious with her skull
they do up in the D Just send me to Hell or Salt Lake City It would be about the same to me It would be about the same to me [Paradime] Detroit city