Getting shot is easy tried it 7 times Now I'm just a solo poet workin on my rhymes Killer used to think he was wise to the system Prince of the street always do things his way But he had a case of conventional Wisdom never say nothin the others don't say Threat of dawn that wakes the east to the cry My souls unfolding Oh God, oh man Livin high at last suckin the tit milk of prayer and fast Man gave the news in a slanted room and it felt like a sliver of icey truth Felt my sad ass soul Flying out the mouth would go to splitting down To the root, let me be who I was I'm round through that loss but living...
(Chorus) Coming from the streets...to Mecca (Mecca) Death no matter where you go, come and get ya (get ya) Coming from the streets....to Mecca (Mecca) Death no matter where you go, come and get ya (get ya)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
