[Killah Priest] Will we all sell drugs forever? Life endeavors, the pipe's the pleasure Fight the pressure, tides just severed Crack is measured, go broke then y'all back together Jail or gettin' clapped, we all are trapped, however How many gangsta spirits you have to deal wit in dreams Wake up in screams till you finally feel it Never realizin', neva feelin' vibes in But still survivin' Till around the corner they peel the iron Eyes them, flashback when you clap gats That was a payback, bad karma You shoulda had ya armor, grab the llama Light the ganja, spirit conjures When the body goes back to the Earth The soul goes back to the Universe Names on plaque in tombs and the dirt Fact is we all consumed by the work A young soldier told me the streets is glory Died before me
(Hook) 2x On death birthday Blowin' candles, wooden handles Damn, he went in the worst way Death birthday His presence is no presents Draw your weapon for protection We all wear black on death birthday
[Killah Priest] What's love a bullet wit ya best friends blood? You see your little sister's kid Give 'em a pack of the drugs What's real, you see ya man consultin' the deal You really jealous but neva really express how you feel What's heart, you see ya man gettin' killed in the park You both get shot at, but you disappear in the dark What's life, it's somethin' we all go thru From the old school I know them rules, I know them jewels Niggas play cool but get you punked Next thing they get you drunked Next thing you know you in the alley slumped And niggas ask you to burn Turn around and pass you some sherm You neva learned till that casket discerned Your best friend haven't been dead for an hour And you at his baby-mom house wit some flowers Rubbin' her back, tellin' her she need to relax How foul is that? Fingertips on her back
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(Hook) 2x On death birthday Blowin' candles, wooden handles Damn, he went in the worst way Death birthday His presence is no presents Draw your weapon for protection We all wear black on death birthday
[Killah Priest] What's love a bullet wit ya best friends blood? You see your little sister's kid Give 'em a pack of the drugs What's real, you see ya man consultin' the deal You really jealous but neva really express how you feel What's heart, you see ya man gettin' killed in the park You both get shot at, but you disappear in the dark What's life, it's somethin' we all go thru From the old school I know them rules, I know them jewels Niggas play cool but get you punked Next thing they get you drunked Next thing you know you in the alley slumped And niggas ask you to burn Turn around and pass you some sherm You neva learned till that casket discerned Your best friend haven't been dead for an hour And you at his baby-mom house wit some flowers Rubbin' her back, tellin' her she need to relax How foul is that? Fingertips on her back
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