Tekster:
Another Breath Off With Your Head

fucking teeth. Sedated. As colored shadows dance across your face, half a world away events unfold in ways that are limited by the twenty inches of your

you out Put a couple caps in your ass, cut your head off Send it to your mom with flowers 'cause I'm so soft Lay on your wack crew, smoke the whole bunch

Comin out to {fuck} with the best, put it in your chest Inhale it and hold that, blow it out when I say let go; let's see if you can hold your breath,

something you got to give up If you want everything you want I was never on some solo shit Always down to roll and blow a head off He dead off and don

to arrest me stress me lord Looking at death with the last of my breath Follow follow my kids but don't sin in my steps Yet the weapon is kept with

, there's something on your lip, oh that's my dick hairs I'm the biggedy biggedy Bear ya scrub Cub with a demo tape Tryin to catch me catch your breath

] Wu Tang production Precussions bringin reprecussions I hold my mike sideways bustin [bustin] Another one bites the dust and Cardiac arrest Clutchin your chest suckin your last breath

with the cars she kept And "Such is life," she often said With one day leading her to the next You get a little closer to your death, which was fine with

the ground Watch out for G hound, it's the undisputed Cypress family Kickin' up dust can you handle us fragilely Growin' inside your mind like a tumor Spreading in your head