Текст (слова) песни: Bushwick Bill - Already Dead

And um...
Look, listen and observe
As we all pay close attention um..

[Bushwick Bill]
Look into my eyes
Or should I say my eye
And nigga ya see just why
This can afraid to die
Ever since birth I`ve been givin` the short hand
It didn`t hurt but it made me a smart man
And I kept my guards up, my head tight, my shit
cocked, my heart stoned
The red light, my lips locked
Talking ain`t squashin`, nigga where I`m from
Nigga if you want some grab your gatt please
And I`ma handle all your petty shit
Before you ever get to make it to your pump, you already lit
I spit round after round after round
Everybody hit the ground
Lookin` at death `till my last slug
I show ya hoes what this drama is
Bring your family round this killa
and I`m peelin` all ya mama`s kids
The more love, the more blood
Bitches rat-a-tat-tat on that hat `till there`s no slugs
That they nothin` but a five letter word to me
And it`s gonna be like that `till somebody grab their
gatt and try to murder me
Nigga, I don`t give a fuck
If anybody killa in here, nigga where ya nuts?
It`s the land of the lost
Slip one time, and ya bound to pay the cause
Nigga...
Now as I walk through the alley, I feel the shadow of death
My mind`s on murder, my hand`s on the tech
Whether Black, White, Asian, or Latin
Puerta Rican, never matter once I`m creepin` you know
whats hapnin`, fool
Kill or get killed, peel or get peeled
Either way those slugs gonna spill
Buck me in my chest, buck me in my head
But you can`t kill VonBushman motherfuckas
I`m already dead

(Murder him)Nigga I don`t give a fuck
If anybody killa in here, nigga where ya nuts?
(Murder him)Fool I don`t give a fuck
If anybody killa in here, nigga where ya nuts?
(Can we murder him)Bitch I don`t give a fuck
If anybody killa in here, nigga where ya nuts?
(Straight murder him)Yo I don`t give a fuck
If anybody killa in here, nigga where ya nuts?

I wake up every day to the agony, sufferin` and sorrow
Tragedies be havin` me too sad to see tomorrows
But I just say "Fuck it", take a deep breath
Get my heat set, and make the streets sweat
I get my kicks off the dodgin` and duckin`
That they do when they see mob through robbin` and buckin`
Once again I`m on a killing spree
I willingly load it and lock it and put them out they misery
If you don`t know you better ax` somebody
How I blast these bitches like a black Jon Gotti
Now we find out that your not so slick
As the clock goes (*Tick*)
And the glock goes (*Click*)
I show ya pussies what ya thinkin`
As your body becomes numb from the bullets that I`m blastin`
I ain`t scared to get the red in these dreads
Meet me at the crossroads, muthafucka
I`m already dead

(Murder him)Nigga I don`t give a fuck
If anybody killa in here, nigga where ya nuts?
(Shall we murder him)Fool I don`t give a fuck
If anybody killa in here, nigga where ya nuts?
(Can we murder him)Bitch I don`t give a fuck
If anybody killa in here, nigga where ya nuts?
(Straight murder him)Yo I don`t give a fuck
If anybody killa in here, nigga where ya nuts?
(Straight murder him)I don`t give a fuck
If anybody killa in here, fool where ya nuts?
(Straight murder him)I don`t give a fuck
If anybody killa in here, nigga where ya nuts?
(Straight murder him)I don`t give a fuck
If anybody killa in here, nigga where ya nuts?
(Straight murder him)Fool I don`t give a fuck
If anybody killa in here, bitches where ya nuts?

[Bushwick]
Yeah, muthafuckas better watch out
Wolfgang VonBushwicken the Barbarian Bill

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[Bushwick Bill] Look into my eyes Or should I say my eye And nigga ya see just why This can afraid to die Ever since birth I`ve been givin` the short hand It didn`t hurt but it made me a smart man And I kept my guards up, my head tight, my shit cocked, my heart stoned The red light, my lips locked Talking ain`t squashin`, nigga where I`m from Nigga if you want some grab your gatt please And I`ma handle all your petty shit Before you ever get to make it to your pump, you already lit I spit round after round after round Everybody hit the ground Lookin` at death `till my last slug I show ya hoes what this drama is Bring your family round this killa and I`m peelin` all ya mama`s kids The more love, the more blood Bitches rat-a-tat-tat on that hat `till there`s no slugs That they nothin` but a five letter word to me And it`s gonna be like that `till somebody grab their gatt and try to murder me Nigga, I don`t give a fuck If anybody killa in here, nigga where ya nuts? It`s the land of the lost Slip one time, and ya bound to pay the cause Nigga... Now as I walk through the alley, I feel the shadow of death My mind`s on murder, my hand`s on the tech Whether Black, White, Asian, or Latin Puerta Rican, never matter once I`m creepin` you know whats hapnin`, fool Kill or get killed, peel or get peeled Either way those slugs gonna spill Buck me in my chest, buck me in my head But you can`t kill VonBushman motherfuckas I`m already dead (Murder him)Nigga I don`t give a fuck If anybody killa in here, nigga where ya nuts? (Murder him)Fool I don`t give a fuck If anybody killa in here, nigga where ya nuts? (Can we murder him)Bitch I don`t give a fuck If anybody killa in here, nigga where ya nuts? (Straight murder him)Yo I don`t give a fuck If anybody killa in here, nigga where ya nuts? I wake up every day to the agony, sufferin` and sorrow Tragedies be havin` me too sad to see tomorrows But I just say "Fuck it", take a deep breath Get my heat set, and make the streets sweat I get my kicks off the dodgin` and duckin` That they do when they see mob through robbin` and buckin` Once again I`m on a killing spree I willingly load it and lock it and put them out they misery If you don`t know you better ax` somebody How I blast these bitches like a black Jon Gotti Now we find out that your not so slick As the clock goes (Tick) And the glock goes (Click) I show ya pussies what ya thinkin` As your body becomes numb from the bullets that I`m blastin` I ain`t scared to get the red in these dreads Meet me at the crossroads, muthafucka I`m already dead (Murder him)Nigga I don`t give a fuck If anybody killa in here, nigga where ya nuts? (Shall we murder him)Fool I don`t give a fuck If anybody killa in here, nigga where ya nuts? (Can we murder him)Bitch I don`t give a fuck If anybody killa in here, nigga where ya nuts? (Straight murder him)Yo I don`t give a fuck If anybody killa in here, nigga where ya nuts? (Straight murder him)I don`t give a fuck If anybody killa in here, fool where ya nuts? (Straight murder him)I don`t give a fuck If anybody killa in here, nigga where ya nuts? (Straight murder him)I don`t give a fuck If anybody killa in here, nigga where ya nuts? (Straight murder him)Fool I don`t give a fuck If anybody killa in here, bitches where ya nuts? [Bushwick] Yeah, muthafuckas better watch out Wolfgang VonBushwicken the Barbarian Bill Нравится песня? 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