Death Before Dishonor Lyrics

Death Before Dishonor lyrics

(Chorus)
always ever all days death before dishonor
comin back as though I
can still see if you got static
fuck tryin' to steal me shit you gon' have to
kill me
and if somebody cappin Ima tell em what happens when my emotions
erupt
shots make me duck thats when Ima have to fuck you up

(verse
1)
its like uh ah muthafucka cant fight the feelin the way Ima fuck
em
have an orgasm but for the orchasm hit em as if a 4-5 buck em
talk
about a man being scared, I done killed him be dead in his tomb
still
shakin
hit em in his body and his head, now be found in heaven with the
wound
still achin'
I wonder if his voice still breakin'
better be
cause I steadily
hit him with gats and styles that heavily
armed and
dangerous and deadily
that ahead of me recieve two holes like the letter
B
better you instead of me, breakin peace can increase your chances
to
delete your advances for slate I can paint this peice on canvas
with a paint
brush that a nigga cant truss like a god so I cant rush
wont crush
if you
ever heard about a crew that cant bust then motherfucker it
aint us; dont
touch
a mike or a gun if you aint gonna use it,
do it
claiming your
weapons and tecs and you gonna be checked and fluid
prove it
cuz no
matter who it is cant tell the westside to leave a bitch
shedding
tears
the young kill everyday the old itchin to kill cuz they
aint offed
a nigga dead in years
shoot him dead in his, this style of
flow is a verbal calico
make a chest ripple
they get a call from the sky
sayin they all gonna die
dont leave the rest crippled

(chorus
2x)

(verse 2)
mikers, mikers be tryin to take mine and leave a
motherfucker
cold as a crisis
with a technique as cold as isis, and mikes
as my control devices
or do I gotta get off some nigga shit
show the
biggest dick with the biggest clique that be hazardous if
I let the trigga
click
you dont benefit if a nigga get from the rage if he live it just
a
little bit; so go on with the riddle shit
if you got something to
stress then get it off your chest and
we can take it to the middle
bitch
and go on get it on and I bet you that the outcome is that I'm
leavin
niggas out done, cut up
but its odd to see a motherfucker outrun
just because he let his
mouth run so shut up
and sit back if you know
whats good for you I can still overthrow you
I dont give a fuck about the
fact that the hood know you
dont make a nigga have to show you
that Ima
die before you make an ass of me stop as if you took a blast
at me and cause
tragedy
that was how it was that was how it is and thats the way it has to
be

(chorus 2x)

(verse 3)
its like uh, ah, sit back and let the
shit just straight marinate
I pull the stage curtain back like norman
bates
performin hates smokin on some reefer performin fate
its a constant
struggle for us white boys with the shit hittin licks
in the scuffle for
us
my nigga lucky made him bleed fear is if to proceed to bust
if he a
different type of breed from us
so yall petty niggas need to hush; two
straight to you brain means pains
inflicted
even if it aint things to
taunt pain like rage till my brain is wicked
aint even lived out a quarter
of your lifetime tryin to push product
and aint servin the right kind and
aint strivin the right rhymes
but Ima shorten your lifeline
through the
pipeline I vocal cold bust em plus them with killers
jaw stealers throw
dealers rushin parties bloody body chillers
pretty casket fillers
cuz
those niggas got they shit together
we come pay to Creator's Way and dont
gotta be but then again whatever

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