Teksty:
Over My Dead Body Break Away

Gotch I gots no love, for them busters, who put the work in I can still see my fuckin' boys' body jerkin' I ran over to him, put my hand on his chest

the science, my alliance is Terror Squad If there's a God, show me a sign so I can share my scars We in for life, ready to fight, my twins is hype Better

door opens*, threw her body on the freeway Continued the chase, wiped the blood *door closes* off my face Lookin' for an exit as soon as I reloads my

the takeover, breaks over, make something For funny ass package, who want, and a cake over Monster bangels, bojangles got the forty cocked from all angles Fuck a rope nigga, my

dead will arise Come on Got me a mic, and now we ache like the dead And all we wanna do is rock the dead So many thoughts runnin all through my head

Pimp) Now I got love for my homies who done shed blood for my homies In the night sometimes I wish I coulda took slugs for my homies But they gone now

Upside down my mind is warping Cannot break free From the shackles Bloodied chains cut circulation Losing reason Gag and vomit Blisters are forming all over my body

claw By battle murder or sudden wealth by pestilence hooch or lead I swore on the Book I would follow and look till I found my tombless dead For Bill

pass me a blunt, or hey I wanna just drift away, drift away I be smokin' more muthafuckin' weed than chief Yeah, I hear ya saying satanic prays over dead bodies