send to me Can you like feel my breeze See fool breeze between them trees Chorus x2 Which side are you on Life or death Life or death
angel said to me Can you like feel my breeze See fool breeze between them trees Chorus x2 Which side are you on Life or death Life or death
said to me Can you like feel my breeze See fool breeze between them trees Chorus x2 Which side are you on Life or death Life or death
down and laughing at'cha I never be bothered like 2pac I ain't mad at'cha So baby beware This game of life is like do or die It's hell on this earth The
shit wouldn't gon' work in ya Yeah, for the Ouijas of sin is death For the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord Roman 6-23 nigga
da bunt up in da air just to relax and get high Da moon is full and all I see is 6-6-6 in da sky The Three 6 Mafia tha devils daughter bitch is so
for all the playa haters who be talkin' that shit The Three 6 show no love, we quick to murder a trick You could be a friend or foe, kinda down or not
yo death-death, from yo early death Packin' some in jars, sendin' two off for the chef Cause I melt them with medicine I'm perscription called death
for all the playa haters who be talkin' that shit The three 6 show no love we quick to murder a trick You could be a friend or foe Kinda down or not
underground shit Wouldn't gon' work in ya Yeah For the ouijas of sin is death For the gift of god is eternal life Through jesus christ our lord Roman 6
Then me and my triple 6 We go and blow a house up Do that trick I can give a fuck Unless bitch i'm glad that you dead and gone Three 6 mafia signed out
da bunt up in da air just to relax and get high Da moon is full and all i see is 6-6-6 in da sky The three 6 mafia Tha devils daughter bitch is so wild
for all the playa haters who be talkin' that shit The three 6 show no love we quick to murder a trick You could be a friend or foe Kinda down or not I
shit Wouldn't gon' work in ya Yeah For the ouijas of sin is death For the gift of god is eternal life Through jesus christ our lord Roman 6-23 nigga Read
me and my triple 6 We go and blow a house up Do that trick I can give a fuck Unless bitch i'm glad that you dead and gone Three 6 mafia signed out So
from yo death-death, from yo early death Packin' some in jars, sendin' two off for the chef Cause I melt them with medicine I'm perscription called death