paroles de chanson Death Before Dishonor - Jelly Roll feat. Struggle Jennings

Excuse me honor, but it's death before dishonor
Ha-ha-ha-ha

Run into the flames
Reaching in the fire
Standing at the alter
Am I preaching to the choir?
Lord to these streets
They left me to the slaughter
Excuse me your honor but it's death before dishonor

Run into the flames
Reaching in the fire
Standing at the alter
Am I preaching to the choir?
Lord to these streets
They left me to the slaughter
Excuse me your honor but it's death before dishonor

Drug dealers and pill poppers
See that my real partners
Still robbing, still mobbing
All my partners is still popping
Phil Collins, I feel it in the air
And I came from the bottom
Made it killing in the air

I feel like it can't be done if I can't do it
Had a hella of a run
Left the top like Ray Lewis
Can believe this shit, on this lean I sip
Keep 40 on my hip, with this king-sized clip
And God knows, if the feds come and pick me up
There ain't no negotiating I'm going for sixty months
My partner blue trial, the game isn't right
Told the judge to fuck himself
Right after they gave him life

Run into the flames
Reaching in the fire
Standing at the alter
Am I preaching to the choir?
Lord to these streets
They left me to the slaughter
Excuse me your honor but its death before dishonor

Run into the flames
Reaching in the fire
Standing at the alter
Am I preaching to the choir?
Lord to these streets
They left me to the slaughter
Excuse me your honor but it's death before dishonor

A born gangster, father at a heart
Had a daughter at the start
So we try to hustle smart
Got a plug made a cop
Had the ones you trust the most
Only the ones that can stab you
Is the ones you let close

Made a toast time to pledge family first
Love was a strong suit, love was his curse
He wanted his guy to prosper
But his guy won a spot
So he was playing that part
Like he was acting for an Oscar
Kevin Costner, the imposter
Jealous heart conquer
But appear so strong 6 shots in the revolver
Dressed up like a robber, if a half a million dollars
Rain in the karma, click death before dishonor

Run into the flames
Reaching in the fire
Standing at the alter
Am I preaching to the choir?
Lord to these streets
They left me to the slaughter
Excuse me your honor but its death before dishonor

Run into the flames
Reaching in the fire
Standing at the alter
Am I preaching to the choir?
Lord to these streets
They left me to the slaughter
Excuse me your honor but it's death before dishonor