that you will die and never find your rest I'm telling the truth, oh yes, l am Lafayette the living can't feed the dead Then the dead will come for you
that you will die, and never find your rest I'm telling the truth...Oh yes I am If the living can't feed the dead, then the dead will come for you Sarah
Laffy Taffy Wonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me I been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty My wallos I did 'em up Them bricks I send 'em up My raps
Taffy Wonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me I been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty My wallos I did 'em up Them bricks I send 'em up My raps y'
Bucker, I'll beat yo' bad ass Ain't no other kings in this rap thing they siblings Nothin' but my children one shot they disappearin' Ain't no kings
stage here tonight, And I want you to know one thing, this isa?¦ Verse 1 a?? Suffa Hilltop, that's where the blood runs, Thick, it's where kings bury
the clips spray 'em And have his MIA like Nick Saban His whole shit caved in, my whole clique cavemen Hard bodied nigga, my whole shit pavement You can't spit if you dead
the bar she's getting him drunk, and he taking shots to the head Now he's laying stiff off in the bed, but no he's not really dead See that punk drunk
size me If you phony, I leave you lonely with your Sony headphones, layin stiff in the dead zone [hell razah] In the dead zone they lay, king nostradamos
ass M.I.A. like Nick Saban His whole shit caved in my whole clique cave men Hardbody nigga my whole shit pavement You can?t spit if you dead in the ground
play a?? "N" that could be just the thing To catch the conscience of the king, If there is a conscience in the motherfuckin' king." So Hamlet calls
here tonight, And I want you to know one thing, this is? Verse 1 ? Suffa Hilltop, that?s where the blood runs, Thick, it?s where kings bury there loved
(feat. Destiny Griffin) RAKIM LYRICS "Message In The Song" (feat. Destiny Griffin) Message In The Song Ringtone by RAKIM Send "Message In The Song
ll beat yo' bad-ass [Hook] Ain't no other kings in this rap thing they siblings nuthin but my chil'ren one shot they disappearin' ain't no kings in this
in the streets I don't wait for the lord to preach, 'cause God is dead, according to nietzche Shit on Christ while the beat rocks Blasting King Diamond
