yo ass a taste The grave ain't no place for a psycho thug killa! Hustla on the street, neighborhood drug deala! The grave ain't no place, I should be
Tulkojums: Blaze Ya Dead Homie. Grave Vai nav Nr Place (Raksturīga oksīdam Bērnu un ikviens, Killa).
remorse, fans come with deadly force After, check the course, we the dead, we roam the earth the wasteland, now we burnt, I told ya bitch I can't be
worst [Blaze Ya Dead Homie:] Ashes to ashes Dust to dust At least that's what I was told When I was on the come up Been to the grave and it ain
close shave I'm bumpin heads with the reaper On a daily basis, can't sleep, with nightmares of dead faces And watch the man in the mirror, I don't trust
another close shave I'm bumpin heads with the reaper On a daily basis, can't sleep, with nightmares of dead faces And watch the man in the mirror, I don't
worst [Blaze Ya Dead Homie:] Ashes to ashes Dust to dust At least that's what I was told When I was on the come up Been to the grave and it ain'
