Millions live millions die, more are yet to come Living skeletons - where they come from Born dead into this world To starve and rot in agony Born dead
Traduction: Death. Born Dead.
die, more are yet to come Living skeletons - Where they come from Born dead into this world To starve and rot in agony Born dead into this world It's
up ! Maniak !Born to kill... Maniak !Born to kill... High level of adrenaline Let me push you down into your coffin Mouth open, still hot breath Disillusions, death
Yes! Yes yes. In a conservative form I wanna ask you a few things before I conform To the popular belief about where I was born Are they still illin',
'm the last prolific remaining offer from the gutter SHOT was my girlfriend When We was younger Her I was scarred yo Bullets I survived though Death
wings i gotta prayer that'll make you theirs now beneath sepulchers raise your entrails as an offer in my sight i was born to bring death at the footsteps
[Hook - 2x] I'm a stranger in the midst, a star I'm dodging death with every breath, because my world is torn You hate me now, but see me lay a pistol
x [Z-Ro] Hearing voices of the children of the corn The mother that has finally been warned Cause on a Polaroid in focus There's a picture of my first born
left. I've been hit, been low, been high, I guess... I'm like a Cadillac door (say what) I'm like a Cadillac door (say what) See the star was born.
about 10 ni**az in a bedroom Eating off the same spoon Sweeping with the same broom It's hazard, it's you don't want yo life Well give me grab it I was born
Channel 7 at work, filmin different features Leadin niggaz to an early death with they head blown And to those who didn't make it to the morgue was just dead
'm cynical, sleepwalkin as a true Walk around town with a pound full of, bitter food Came a long way from my born day, dead away where there's war play
suddenly switch and How it supposed to be? And Dirty money Can't be evil cuz it's filling up my tummy see Born in a position Death collision was
die in the end, so the feds we swore I was all about my ends, fuck friends and foes Me, a born leader, never leave the block without my my heata Got
, weapons of violent dissent blood filling the streets, feel it on your own skin screaming out to die dead before you were born slaughter governs us all
long (Yeah!) If you thinking I'm a fuckin fall off ya so wrong (It's Fifty!) [50 Cent] I'm innocent in my head, like a baby born dead Destination heaven
