seek a deeper line? To fill the hollow inside? You just watch your moves, cause I am back from the grave! Lazarus returned from the velvet deathzone
Traduction: La Couronne. Back From The Grave.
To seek a deeper line? To fill the hollow inside? You just watch your moves, cause I am back from the grave! Lazarus returned from the velvet deathzone
from my block has been a part of the plan I've been trainin since eighty-seven and famous since eighty-nine Teaching came from the Nation, my spirit is from
life to sights on TV Quite the great life, so nice and easy See, now you can still die from that But it's better than not being alive from straps Agree
hoped that I'd be gone, stiff and rotten Y'all just piss on me, shit on me, spit on my grave (uh) Talk about me, laugh behind my back but in my face Y
return to his own kind And the carny had a horse, all skin and bone A bow-backed nag, that he named "Sorrow" How it is buried in a shallow grave In
father T'Yanna And teach her that with all the drama don't even bother... On repeat, all of your albums play back to back {yeah} And I visit your grave
it's been a few now everything I do is for King, messiah, dazasha, demonte lord they all I got so please don't take em from me from me standin in the
he brought back the only rose and he gave it to his girl on the other side of the world. And I drink champagne from your thin blue veins She visits his grave
I have gone from here there's no place I'd rather be than to float my chances on the tide Back in the good old world. On October's last I'll fly back
staggers From left and to the right Clash of the titans Clash of the titans Payback time Now, Braveheart I have you in my grasp The crown is mine I'
let that mothafucker get back rip that 9 millimeter, clip gat bust a U where these niggaz at? let's push that wig back Toones and Dub-C back to slaughter
backed off of Biggie's back and 'Pac's, landmarks, history in rap Statistically in fact, it's so sad to see us re-enact These tragic events, which lead us back
and forgotten Luck ran out, they hoped that I'd be gone, stiff and rotten Y'all just piss on me, shit on me, spit on my grave Talk about me, laugh behind my back
ash. Steady nothin' but crust, when I keep bustin' and cussin', but I also pull triggas. All ah my niggas are keepin' the money, trustin' the family from the grave
