oh but keep on walking Hail a dead man's march Straight through the heart Now for a start or you're dead I said, "You're dead" Hail a dead man's march
lose control and takes my soul brings me across this fiery coals. Choirs Dead and gone Do and Die drinking driving suicide, Heading down the last road of your life, Dead
me a future, but not today Dead end youth Is here to stay, society doesn't care about me anyway Dead end youth Got nowhere to go, heading down the wrong road Dead
be my last sip of life. I see at least one hundred miles Of shifting, stirring sand. A forsaken man in this strangers' land. They've left me for...dead
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my last sip of life. I see at least one hundred miles Of shifting, stirring sand. A forsaken man in this strangers' land. They've left me for... dead
My niggaz got scarred grills, skully hats and gats be fullys Brat, cars peel, the East Coast cartel Rats get their tails snapped and trapped The snitches
I?m fighting for us, my heart is a soldier I?m killing myself, my heart is a soldier marching to die My heart?s a soldier, my heart?s a soldier I fall
I see you're weak Did you see that we were strong? I see you're weak Did you see we're strong? We all make mistakes in life You make your choice, same
it was A break from the warfare in your house, to each his own The soldier is bailing out and curled his lips on a bar And I don't know if the dead can
my shit is sweet and low it's no equal Front butch look, once I throw the hook you proceed to get cook With the game and the soldiers sit When I came,
God loves a lullaby In a mother's tears in the dead of night Better than a Hallelujah sometimes God loves the drunkard's cry The soldier's plea not to
Those with the golden axe have tried to tell me What they say That the bird in my chest was dead But that's never, never, never She ain't my thug no
I am a nightmare walking, psychopath talking King of my jungle, just a gangster stalking Living life like a firecracker, quick is my fuse Then dead as
