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Ese 40'Z
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Death On The WInd
(Ese 40'z Verse) Have you ever seen a body bloodied cold on the floor in the early morning hours a scene you'd rather ignore but you can't cuz you'd rather look death in it's face and accept the reality that this world is a place of torment and anguish destruction decay it was a number of all those elements that kept me astray runnin in the streets with the ones who betray gunnin on these beats smokin blunts every day they say dead men tell no tales but I got a story to mold ya I'm in the cipher spittin rage and my heart just grows colda when I think about my souljah posted up in the past how could I remember to forget that this life wouldn't last I always knew when I was younga that a dark day would come when the truth would be revealed about the fools that I hung around with on the streets in all these scandalous plots separate the realest from the fakes and put the snakes down to rot I could think of betta days but that's neither here nor there on these next words I spitcha I got a story to share so they left the block enraged with revenge on their minds swearing to god these fools would pay blowin past stop signs and then they found a spot and jumped off with one thought empty clips and pistol grips and until then never stop so then the lead started busting hitting dirty ass bitches people screamin blood gushin dirty deeds with a sickness it was a firework display totin guns with a madness not givin a fuck about the law or it's police or it's badges and prior to the situation that was currently at hand just a couple of weeks before off somewhere else in the land three bald headed felons sat with pistols and k's in a weed inflicted drunkness in a permanent daze plannin to end their dreams with some villianous schemes and hit a place where all the jokes turn to terrified screams I speak of things left unspoken like the strength of a gesture leave em bullet holed and broken and slap the grin off this jesta so who better yet to help us out for a moment so loke just hand the keys to this clown so he can go and bust on a joke and then they climbed inside the ride and their vision was golden in perfect time the silence died the smoke had risen unfoldin a disrespect to a foe or better yet his whole crew of female dog faking tricks a group of fakes I once knew so satisfied and laughin smilin yellin out their curses they slowly drove away with yet more tales for their verses this foe that I speak of もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com well he couldn't avoid his demise so he threw himself in prison and in that place he resides hidin from the truth and preaching lies cuz he's blinded always searching for the youth the young and feeble weak minded so they could do his work keep the dirt off his hands but they won't stop until he's vanished and disappeared from these lands
(Chorus- Ese 40'z) People kill things everyday like from life to idle time and some things die anyway like from life to idle minds
It couldn't really hurt to die no more than it hurts to live the people left always cry when there's nothing left to give
Death is just the final sleep from dust to dirt we go in little piles that dirt we sweep and still the wind outside blows
And the wind kills time itself it eats away at this earth and everything once known as wealth the wind will turn to fuckin dirt
So to know death is to know the wind that whispers through the trees and death is just another friend dat be blowing on the breeze
(Lazy's Verse) 811 South where they drink and they tweek lookin out for gun shots and the cops when they creep bullet holes everywhere from the walls to the door tweekin trippin paranoia while we slept on the floor gage up in the closet and a nine in the drawer posted up outside for those times at war then a dance with the devil is a death from the wind playin russian roulette with the reapers of sin from the county to the pen in time you try to spend when it goes and it goes and it goes once again know the rules and don't pretend fuck a mutt and fuck a friend only homies down with them fuck a rap cuz this is real only shit that you could feel fuck the money fuck a deal this is life and livin real for my souljahs in the streets crazy flows on what I speak out the darkness on the creep 3rd street souljahs rollin deep kill our rivals what you think cheers to death now have a drink see my stories when I speak time to die now go to sleep so when you dance with the devil you better know your steps or else you'll live your whole life in a mess of regret the stories that you heard are based on true words from the facts from the past Ese 40'z bring it back
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