My victim, my victim, you are living without a chance My victim, my victim, you will die at you helldance My victim, my victim, you are living without a chance My victim
back to the surface Clarify my empty elephant of some beautiful death It's time to get to know the article you'll be stripping Ladies of the spread You better keep my
This song is dedicated to my man Tupac Shakur, rest in peace Notorious B.I.G., rest in peace And all my other homies that have died In the madness called
God my record won't get played, huh? Well if this take away from my spins Which will probably take away from my ends Then hope it take away from my
the basement Gotta run your DNA just to find what your name is Here's another victim of them Cleveland niggaz! Mo Thug, Bone Thug, get live niggaz! [
. And it ain't too much changed here today Seems like it's neva' gon' get betta' Wonder if we'll ever get to live in peace, these days of our lives They
" (Wish) Never praying at night Cause the heavens don't want me Sold my fuckin' soul so I can live through eternity Killin' at night and watching victims
my eyes Uh, I know you see the fire in my eyes Uh, I know you see the fire in my eyes The hunger, the hate, I'm trapped inside, now die Everybody in
For another victim to come I can't explain the sheer Thrill of it all Its such a chill To watch the meek just fall Death trap death trap Death trap death
"a life" is no longer an option Backs turned, Friends forget Now place your final bet Please cross my path and feel my wrath Deserving victim, now feel
the land of the living Rise frenzied lust for flesh. Your blood seeps through my chest You are the living dead. Storming god's planet earth Shambling
demise Seeking a reason to live on Now when lifelust is all gone Face to face with my own death Reflecting fear on my very breath Chanting the relief
to the living dead Who stood and watched as the feds cold centralized So serene on the screen, he was mesmerized Cellular phones soundin' a death tone
seen shit, nobody heard it Fuck around, the price is more than McDonald's pays And you can sing my blues to Billie Holiday Put your ass in my path and
(Talib Kweli) And what the people say? We wanna live it up And what the people want? Please deliver us And what the people need? Hey... I got that, yeah
is bleedin? That?s why I?m spittin? freedom, we had enough of trigger squeezin? Chorus: People wanna live it up, please deliver us We wanna live it
lost all of my blood This is to all my thugs, fuck ya'll niggaz Y'all just come around, cause I got them drugs When all my drugs gone, nigga all my thugs
leaving no remainders, I display myself And put my mask on up in my glass house, like a receiver on my cash route Until I'm paid, living in the ghetto