Bury my body Lord, I don't care where they Bury my body Lord, I don't care where they Bury my body 'Cause my soul is gonna live With God, oh, oh, oh,
Traduction: Animaux. Bury My Body.
(Price) Bury my body Lord, I don't care where they... Bury my body Lord, I don't care where they... Bury my body Cause my soul is gonna live With God
Millenium shit like pestilence war and famine Animals move animals reputed Every daily grades let it be the reason My Cleveland niggas revolve like dead bodies
is it your fear of being buried that makes you so afraid to speak? An avalanche of opinions like the one that fell that I'm now underneath, it was my
grab hold of my soul It's like a military soldier since seven years old I held real dead bodies in my arms Felt their body turn cold, oh Why we born in
probably made you out of a rib My arrest record just scratches the surface of what I did My bid locked me up and brought my life to an end I was forgotten
got sent to the hole, when my exit was near At night in my cell, I'd close my eyes and I'd see her Hold her close in my dreams, but when I woke she disappeared
X triple the threat Mad dog wreck a animal house send in the vets There it goes picking my nose fixing my clothes At the same time keeping my flows different
hold of my soul It's like a military soldier since seven years old I held real dead bodies in my arms Felt their body turn cold, oh Why we born in the
my coffers full I went buckwild, wanting more like the pipe worn whores I began to deplore No time for playing with my coochie counting my man's mad lucci
something like forever. From ontological bric-a-brac, and without knowing quite what they mean, I select my four ambassadors: my double, my shadow, my shining covering, my
nigga tryin to copy my style) [Busta Rhymes] Check it I got cars (many) switches (many) hoes and (many) bitches (Many) huh, bodies that's buried in
why you bull shittin niggas was dyin to catch a taste bustin my automatics and motherfuckas in foreign places needin no break they seein my face and they bury
shit like pestilence war and famine Animals move animals reputed Every daily grades let it be the reason My Cleveland niggas revolve like dead bodies
