Teksty:
Dead Soul Tribe Comin Down

I can bare Can you feel it coming down Can you feel it coming down And I knew that this day would come around Can you feel it coming down There s

shit. But that would be my crime. Every now and then a nigga feel it, gotta keep on mackin' trippin' down ah, but you not almighty, keep on comin'. Comin

hard hitters No quitters your soul quivers When you see the gats blazin', get out the street now There ain't no use for you beggin' to turn the heat down

' sounds In the background, layin' down I'm spittin' what the people missin' We extreme with the murder type theme Don't sleep, get ya head split to the white meat Big guns, down

these haters everyday? [K] Time after time after time, time after time [F] Lord, why we gotta deal with these haters everyday? Come follow me down East 99, down

Everybody's gotta feel it low And if you aint comin in with the shots and pivit Then well take it on down to paradise city I wanna ride down a different

it's at [Jamie Madrox] Now where it's going down? Now where it's at home boy? (What? What, what?!?) Now where it's going down? Now where it's at home

rough and rugged 'Cause I'm like baldhead [unverified] Wrecks, I flex murderous rhymes to leave you all dead What said is all said it's already spoke The dead is the dead

Comin' on strong with a new direction Take a new life with a total affection Mind and soul living on the edge See you comin' on 'cos your life is dead