Instrumental
[A dedication to the memory of Edward Grieg;] [The classical composer of all times.]
Traduction: Dans les Bois. Pleure la mort de Aase.
And it's funny how a few bucks can Get you put under a white sheet, like you in the Ku Klux Klan It's Street Fam' for life, we ride to the death We play
Free me oh Lord from the death, in the terrible day of it] It's December, 14th 1503, as the ones above stop their mourning As the one arrived - selected
I wish there was another way, that death could be defeated You left us all in shock, our souls have been depleted Till we join you we gon mourn you,
believe they comin for my dogs in the mornin And if I die by a slug, the death of a true thug Tell me will my ni**az mourn me? Gettin blowed out High
many brothas fell victim to tha streetz Rest in peace young nigga, there's a Heaven for a 'G' be a lie, If I told ya that I never thought of death
out the candle Love is blindness Love is blindness I don't want to see Won't you wrap the night Around me? Oh my love Blindness A little death Without mourning
request [RIT:] His only honour is his favourite chair Stranger walks in OI! you can't sit there Gone are the days he fought for us Poor old man no wonder he cuss Tails of death
got Obie Trice shook Like I'm gonna stand here as a man and let some queer ass funny looking nigga get the upper hand I got issues, got no time, got guns that mourn
gone, for now I am... gone [x's 2]) [Krayzie Bone:] When I'm dead and gone don't even worry Don't mourn me too long death-a get ya discouraged Keepin
storm did the heaven just open and fall? We are caught in the eye of the storm all that's left are just bodies to mourn To mourn!
O come, O come, Emmanuel And ransom captive Israel That mourns in lonely exile here Until the Son of God appear Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come
I could do, right now for you Doodi is to rap Sp I'mma fuck til' I die, yeah I'mma do it to death And instead of mourning your death, I'd rather celebrate
