Tulkojums: Project Hate Mcmxcix. Augšāmceltais masveida spīdzināšanas.
[Lupe Talking] Chi-Town, First-N-Fifteenth, F-N-F, Ghostwriter wat up? [Verse] No question, you ain't gotta A-S-K I fly through, pocket full of
: A thousand kills and I' m back again to give the earth a big chill My many faces just a trick, a disquise to fool you into my trap Nowhere between
to your knees Can you see these eyes glow? They feed on all your sorrow I'm the man you tried to kill, but I can't disappear I am resurrected, inside
Temptation is a sombre hunger Prevail the ancient divinity In the glare of the golden woods Breath the lusting blood dawn Hellfire centuries Resurrected
(feat. Texas Tantrum) [Texas Tantrum] My life, Guerilla Maab on the rise Can't you see, can't yooooou seeee [Hook x2: Texas Tantrum] Can't you see,
[talking] [Trae] Remember me like I was FED time The only thing that I knew, to live my life was doing crime Even as a young nigga, all I ever wanted
[Hook:] This for, all of my dogs All of my people, all of my killers all of my dogs All of my niggaz all my gorillas, all of my dogs - 4x [Dougie D
(feat. Russell Lee) [Russell Lee: vocalizing] [Dougie D] Chilling with my vatos, sitting back smoking on some vlahoes Peeping out all of the bitches
[Hook x2] We be, the M double A-B Cocking and have my back, taking out all our enemies We be, the M double A-B Ain't no problem the point, that's to
[Hook x2] Maabin, in the streets, until we die No more dope selling or robbing We platinum and gold That to make them diamonds shine [Z-Ro] I bleed
[Chorus] Tell me what you see, when you look at me A G that's me, I don't know why I live my life, like I don't care, I don't care [Z-Ro] Nothing but
(feat. Russell Lee, Tony Montana) [Russell Lee] Ooooooh-oooh, keep living your life And everything will be alright [Dougie D] I ain't even fin to be
Stay away from me [x4] [Trae] Guerilla Maab, coming up out the gates It'd be best, to go and get out the way Running around, with a K and don't play
(feat. Jay'Ton, Lil' B) [Hook x2] We gone swang, lane to lane Still gripping the wood grain, collecting my change We gone swang, lane to lane In the
[Dougie D] What you know about the boys in Texas, we sipping and swang And knocking and gripping the grain, and floss and let the screens rain And tip
(feat. Cl'Che) [Hook x2] Who could it be (who could it be) But that M double A-B (but that M double A-B) And we're sho nuff gon shine (and we're sho