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Текст песни Flesh-N-Bone f Afta Maff - Live Soil

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Are you ready for death?Here`s your cemetery plot[Kamikaze]Animosity pushes me to killa dreams in my sleep - Fatal thoughts of puttin` punk bitches 6 feet deepMy mental status destroyed`Cause I was touched by the hands of tha sickBut I swear with a passionI`m a put 6 shots in this bitch (6 shots)I`m no security blanket, but I still feel the coldEven thinkin` murder mayhem when I was 6 years oldEvery now and then, I feel all close to dangerMost of my life `cause if it don`t work, worry and angerPoisioned by demons, once upon a time my thought was pureWhat will I endure in life?I ain`t, so I may never feel secureCavi and switchblades, guns and suchDriftin` through life and limpin`As if I needed a fuckin` crutchMy slug to those who know the darkness that I reachAnd those who pump me back everytime I buck, get freakedNow, I`m enraged and feelin` revenge - that makes my blood boilPay back is a bitch, dirty nigga, and your brand this boxAre you ready for death?Here`s your cemetary plotThat I got to be prepared for when you pussy-ass niggas dropLive soil, which means you`re the walking deadAnd when I blast that assI make you remember what you did and said[Kamikaze]I`m pullin` me gauges with me thugsAnd givin` me thugs nothin` but loveAnd sendin me slugs to you muthafuckin` bustasThat murderin` mayhem, off flippin` up on this shitAs I grabs my nine and puttin` it to your head real quickAnd pullin` my trigger as I let you feel the damn painDeath is thought inside my muthafuckin` brainAs the fire blaze in my eyes, I`m seein` demonsI`m steady hearin`, them muthafuckin` voices screamin`I stop the big game for some hellIf he don`t have the solution, Big Mark is always thereIf not nine got me on my muthafuckin` squareAnd keepin` me puttin` them Teflons in your fuckin` ?The state pen for life is the home that I`m facin`Forty-four in my hand, and I`m caressin` it firstI`m just itchin` for the chance to pull the triggerI`m bustin` round, round, round, round on your assNiggas, and how you figure that the gamewill pull your dead-ass weight?If you ain`t got the cash, then you ain`t got the gameNobody wants a nigga when he`s down and outSo see I`m creepin` on a come up with two fours in your mouthI had visions of killin` you and your boysRetaliator had visions of killin` themAnd they bodies got seperatedI know ya hate it, but there`s no other way around itNow picture this: Big Mark got them full metal jacketsTo penitrate that 6 pack that you call a stomachI seen your boys vomit when I release these lead bulletsPop `em like duels, and fillin` em up like fuelDisplay it on my street--sense to this wannabe foolYou`re live soilThat means that you`re the walking deadSo when I blast that assYou remember what you did and saidBut you walking dead, ain`t no comin` backYou at your resting placeYou live with the soilSo up to the wasteland(wasteland, wasteland, wasteland, wasteland, wasteland)Now, you understand you live soil, muthafuckaAre you ready for death?Here`s your cemetary plotThat I got to be prepared for when you pussy-ass niggas dropLive soil, which means you`re the walking deadAnd when I blast that assI make you remember what you did and said[Flesh]Niggas, I`m runnin` through them murda plotsSimply ninas, they cockedIn my pocket these deep when I pull and popServe or hold, put it down for the double glockSug hit when the bullshit stopsDroppin` these shells as I bail make `emLive soil `til this body smellLeavin` a trail of bloody footstepsWell, show no mercyGotta send them to Hell under this murderous spellFlesh, Kamikaze, (?) and Boss, can all be stalkin` niggasCaught `em, caution, drop `em in the coffin and fade acrossY`all loss Mo Thugs, the Shifters, and Hustla`z - You don`t wanna see this organizationTake off, will ya niggas, playa hatin` all over this nationStation, faced, locate in the wasteland, nothin`But heartless scandalous dealers, (pick an event/pig in a van)And don`t start with the fuckasHold up with the buck Mo Thugs gon` peel yaCarry the body to the cemeteryThat`s where they lay 6 feet in a ditchWe went with the shotty cockin`Prepare to murder bitches, snitches, cops on my clickStop it! Fuck with the Fifth, I`m loyalWhen ya get the job done grand and royalNiggas got broiled, roasted in foilMakin` the grass turn green and (rotting in gas) - live soilAre you ready for death? Here`s your cemetary plot[News Anchorman Eric]We interrupt your regularly scheduled programTo bring this special report live from downtown with David Elliot[Reporter David Elliot]This is disgusting![E] David, are you there?[D] Yes, I`m here, Eric[E] Yeah, what seems to be the problem?[D] The problem?The problem is this is disgustingThere`s utter chaos everywhereIt`s just too soon to speculate what exactly happenedBut there are unconfirmed reports that Flesh and Afta Maff have...Have...have struck againUh, I`m just a little sick to my stomachSo a we`ll keep you posted as to what happens in the near futureBut for now, let`s go back to Kelly Lockett for the weatherBack to you, Kelly[Meteorologist Kelly Lockett]Hi, this is Kelly LockettToday`s hot and sunny, so make sure you get on outside

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