*woman sings in background as the Intro begins* (Intro) Ryan pump blast shattered glass in the classroom Penny tried to hide in a bathroom, Homicide scream from the hand held dragon Mental flame from the barrel claim 25 angel, mercy Long as the black board, splatter with his inside Never had a chance to ride his new skateboard Billy didn't shake lord, he fell silent Died in the pantomime of cold violence His killer didn't even blink, he couldn't think Even when he heard the sirens kept firing Pupils dilated, possessed and perspiring He grew up admiring, 30 auts and calicos AR-15 and long barreled 44's so on the story goes He went out in a blaze of glory He went out in a front page story He went out in a front page story
[Hook](x2) My soul can't rest today I can't bring myself to pray I get down on my knees Cause you will always be six feet under me
[Verse One] Frank, I'm sorry you didn't get to see your cell phone tape, hear yourself But to the mother fuckas who took Frank Williams AKA Fast Black, FUCK YOU! (Gunshot)
Dear God, I've messed up again, I'm sassed up again Vodka spilling out my mouth onto my chin I've slipped into the darkness of the heartless Those barbarians carry savage weapons and they start shit They hearts is cold as the artic, these men motivate mobs to lynch These monsters are men, who I hang with These monsters of then are who I bang with Who I bang with, Crips, Bloods, BG, VL we have created our own road to hell We train to kill and not to feel, reacting with a mac But no matter who I kill I can't bring my nigga back My niggaz dead and I can't get my fucking head around it We was just smoking blunts of the best chronic And now I'm wearing a t-shirt with his picture on it Staggering about to vomit, consumed with vengeance With my vengeance I'm all consumed, by mid afternoon smoking blunts in my room To whom ever this letter may concern When bullets strike they burn more than the flesh of the ones hit You took my nigga my heart split, its broken, shattered in a million pieces Help me Jesus, help me Jesus, just help me Jesus, thug niggaz killers They victims was screaming help me Jesus
[Hook](x2) My soul can't rest today I can't bring myself to pray I get down on my knees Cause you will always be six feet under me
*woman sings until end of beat* *heart monitor goes flat line*Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
