Слова:
Escape From The Grave

No escape from this lonely grave Buried six feet down Molested, dumped in a hole Beaten, shivering Scream for mother, she can't save you No God hears

There's no way to escape Oh cry, shout, I'll eat you alive Nothing will save you from my attack Nothing will save you from my attack There's no escape

There's no way to escape Oh cry, shout, I'll eat you alive Nothing will save you from my attack Nothing will save you from my attack There's no escape

the way You know what it is [laugh] [Chorus: Layzie & Krayzie] (All the way) And we gone make it to the top on this face From the cradle to the grave

Where you from nigga? Straight from the muthafuckin' land ah, the heartless Five true thugs from the double glock Ready ta pop to the dome, eternally

rhyme style from?) I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned (Remember P, the one you got your rhyme style from?) Yo it's the P Yo, disperse from

the weeks on calendars where each box is a day that you can never escape without pills or the poison of sleep Now these memories leak from the faucets

fame Sayin' let me walk away, please You'll be free child once you have died From the shackles of language and measurable time And then we can trade places, play musical graves

I never bled I never gambled, never lost But only now I feel the cost Of blaming ghosts to watch Into reflections of myself Or am I doomed to walk these graves