Traducción: Superman Is Dead. Burn For You.
' no mercy shit is critical Killin you individual wit' a ouija type ritual I'm diggin' a ditch for all of you po-po who felt you could come and raid
twice nigga, you ain't my nigga I don't smoke with you, drink with you, eat with you I got a problem with you, I'mma let the heat whistle This is real
the windshields, brake ills [Chorus: sample] Burn it it, aw, burn it And you know, got to have them set it Burn it, aw, burn it What a life, not a life
my early teens But I'm drop that note, grab me under sixteen You can bring all the niggaz you want to bring Hey, I thought you were runnin' things All you
sheriff's story So what's left, the judge goes deaf When you try to tell your side and you ain't blue eyed Boy you better duck, 'cuz the book is comin
here is crazy, Super Official with the style, What we're doing here is crazy, If you ain't up on this, then you ain't up on shit, Super Official with
, when you know you're down A super dope homeboy from the Oak town And I'm known as such And this is a beat, uh, you can't touch I told you, homeboy (You
with My little sister burned your freestyle, my freestyle burned your written shit Soon you'll be in denial, and you're not gonna recall That I burned you
we do it like this In fact, you playas Jack Jack's 'Cause they can burn in hell shit for all that I care Beware the bald head the dread said is they
hundred? Who you think we are, baggage handlers? The goin' rate on a boat, is a thousand a night, man You know that (first you got to work your way up
Dreadknaughts, you know what I'm sayin (AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA) Super MC, you know what I mean Bugz (AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA), Dirty and all that, all that shit You
I was young, I'd seen it all A cemetery in the middle of a super mall I went to school, I never learned How it feels, how everything you love can burn
the asthema regulates the breath control so thanks for buying the tapes and eat ya vegitables ayo, i write it for me and if you like it, it's love and if you
niggaz Get jacked for prior burnings, we jack for Higher Learning No concerning, is life worth living or learning We jack for other turnings, we keep the burners burning
some Motherfucking examples out them assholes We're not even concerned strike a match drop it on the gas And let the motherfucker burn, burn, burn, baby, burn
lit (Dark days) Banded Louie-Louie (Park blades) Chemically bent-up but eager to crash for that one, two, three repeater Good morning Vietnam Whose couch is this, whose house is this, who are you
see it coming You can live true baby you can live trife Whatever way you chose you got to leave your life Aiyyo, you're running out of time and you '