Слова:
Buried A Lie

All sugar and blood Bad blood in my veins I wish that I could Go back where I came In a gold mine lie the buried treasures Get a piece of what's going

know You're bent out of shape, flat out of luck You try to bury this load, dig, brother, dig A little deeper, strike a nerve And leave a scar so you

down 'cause the underground crown is still large See, I rap for a livin' probably rap 'til I die If you dope, where you been at? Your raps is a lie

bitches get tossed on, niggas get flossed on Take your mic and bury it like it's a lost bone If you was a pussy you'd get fucked If you was a dick you

to be thinking that I won't pop a trunk if you feeling like a punk from the he said she said life's not a choice, it's a win or lose so what's it gonna

i'm on a skankin' ting, No lie im on a blankin' ting.. and if you feel my shit i'm on a thankin' ting.. But if you bring a pretty girl around me i'm

Deep in the field A lone soldier stands With mud on his boot And blood on his hands They left him behind To bury the dead And to say a few words on behalf

'ma stunner, I sit back and wonder When them angels gon' call my number Under, my chest is a heart of a lion I ain't lying , bounty hunters got me flying With my iron, high as a

it when somebody ask him about it That nigga's a lame, you like to lie on the mic Hide behind fame, I was a G when I came That's the way I remain [Verse