Remember when we were kids on the losing team no chance of coming back the game was called on that ten run rule no more games this is life we're still
this time we gain one, as one more elute Whatever the rules, whatever you choose, whatever you give, I accept Just let me twist up, let me smoke one for the world before my last
the no-talent fools That run around gallant And make all rules for the ones that got talent And it ain't in the ones that ain't got any talent but think
God's word. Each crash of steel is God's word. Each torn limb and splash of blood is God's word. For he so loved the world he gave our only begotten
open skin like newly prepared grits It's tuna fish, I'm bringing the bad news And changing your bathroom if you thinking that cash rules Pumpernickle blow words
the no-talent fools That run around gallant and make all rules for the ones that got talent And it ain't in the ones that ain't got any talent but think
bomb on ya kind, like vietnam Against all odds, get cha benz or rocks Me and kada, go against all fog Dog from jeerz, infotrate all herds My last words
of bayonet is God's word. Each crash of steel is God's word. Each torn limb and splash of blood is God's word. For he so loved the world he gave our
the phat Ghost, them came March 1st My eighth platoon got murked, got burnt for all our work After the funeral, I played low, countin' my last ten g'
Fuck 101 told them I'll take ten people Now even up the odds cause you with your friend's people Style's been played like movies with ten sequels (Do
skin like newly prepared grits It's 2na Fish, I'm bringing the bad news And changing your bathroom if you thinking that cash rules Oooh, pumpernickle blow words
, ducking the FED's busting the lead screens hang Nothing but rain, me and Lil' Twin always been like kin So we spend six to ten, six-ten crooked on sixteen
stab of bayonet is God's word. Each crash of steel is God's word. Each torn limb and splash of blood is God's word. For he so loved the world he gave
you'll be duckin from these hunting obese gunmen Airing out these fuckin' MCs puffin, so breath some in Each one of my words is just stunningly stern
