MARKED 4 DEATH
In the ghetto there's no sympothy for those who are broke
At night I watch the gun smoke and foes toke,
I'm wanting more, aND im all alone
so what am i to do but be a mannn
do the best i can
rely on my self, thats the simple plan
run the game like a crack fiend
hang with G's, OG's and collect Ki's
My reply, Until they kill me, when they ask me
But Never falling into line with death (EVEN IF THEY BLAST ME)
WILL I BE BLESSED???
running from the cops, until my arest
My last breath
Under age, and living in poverty (god bless my family)
High Speed, engaging in robberies
my criminal mind pre occupied my time with getting richer
fuck my jelous homies and my bitch, even if i have to ditch her,
i wont miss her
im coming to grip with the meaning of life and on my last breath..
living wreckless and restless
But if your quik you can catch me with that thug life tatted on my chest
IM MARKED FOR DEATH
In my life i live eternal
I stay alert when my foes pass me by
I'd rather walk on the dirt, but they never see me cry
Put the alive theories to rest and bury me with a vest
Put a clip in my pocket and place a grenade at the front yard
DID U THINK ID DIE??
**EXPLOSION LIKE IN THE END OF BOMB FIRST*****
BOOOM when i entered the room
my enemies are now buried
no longer living
dead at the street sign
cause he got caught up in bad boy living
STAY UP
waiting for the day they try and dig me up 6 feeet in the dirt
DID U STILL THINK ID DIE??
REAL N*GGAZ DONT DIE
I DIDNT LIE
kadafi
while clutching fo 5 glocks
i got my shotty locked
tucked in my tummy for those who want to play dummy
Im down to brawl
i stay the king pin
collecting dough , moving fast or slow
waiting to proceed
collecting G's
pac what can we do with our enemies?? (KIll em all)
until we die, living under the sky
making hits and switching lanes
ducking from cops
but never knowing when this will all stop
becuase im marked for death.
hussein
WHEN WILL IT BEGIn?
im holding my 44 wondering when will they let us n**az in
working like a lunatic, better yet, im through with it
we dont fall, we stay tall, through it all
my home boys dont squable, we live to brawl
i stay close to yak as he passed me the glock
busting rounds, agravating a riot, causing a fire
never loook at me twice without smiling
ill leave you shot before you pull out your phone and start dialing
911
marked for death
In the ghetto there's no sympothy for those who are broke
At night I watch the gun smoke and foes toke,
I'm wanting more, aND im all alone
so what am i to do but be a mannn
do the best i can
rely on my self, thats the simple plan
run the game like a crack fiend
hang with G's, OG's and collect Ki's
My reply, Until they kill me, when they ask me
But Never falling into line with death (EVEN IF THEY BLAST ME)
WILL I BE BLESSED???
running from the cops, until my arest
My last breath
Under age, and living in poverty (god bless my family)
High Speed, engaging in robberies
my criminal mind pre occupied my time with getting richer
fuck my jelous homies and my bitch, even if i have to ditch her,
i wont miss her
im coming to grip with the meaning of life and on my last breath..
living wreckless and restless
But if your quik you can catch me with that thug life tatted on my chest
IM MARKED FOR DEATH
In my life i live eternal
I stay alert when my foes pass me by
I'd rather walk on the dirt, but they never see me cry
Put the alive theories to rest and bury me with a vest
Put a clip in my pocket and place a grenade at the front yard
DID U THINK ID DIE??
**EXPLOSION LIKE IN THE END OF BOMB FIRST*****
BOOOM when i entered the room
my enemies are now buried
no longer living
dead at the street sign
cause he got caught up in bad boy living
STAY UP
waiting for the day they try and dig me up 6 feeet in the dirt
DID U STILL THINK ID DIE??
REAL N*GGAZ DONT DIE
I DIDNT LIE
kadafi
while clutching fo 5 glocks
i got my shotty locked
tucked in my tummy for those who want to play dummy
Im down to brawl
i stay the king pin
collecting dough , moving fast or slow
waiting to proceed
collecting G's
pac what can we do with our enemies?? (KIll em all)
until we die, living under the sky
making hits and switching lanes
ducking from cops
but never knowing when this will all stop
becuase im marked for death.
hussein
WHEN WILL IT BEGIn?
im holding my 44 wondering when will they let us n**az in
working like a lunatic, better yet, im through with it
we dont fall, we stay tall, through it all
my home boys dont squable, we live to brawl
i stay close to yak as he passed me the glock
busting rounds, agravating a riot, causing a fire
never loook at me twice without smiling
ill leave you shot before you pull out your phone and start dialing
911
marked for death
