paroles de chanson Die Again With Tech N9ne - Killa C , Grave Plott , Liquid Assassin

Huh-huh-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-haha!
You know what the fuck this is, man?
Let me tell you.
This is "Die Again"
With Grave Plott, motherfucka!
My nigga's Killa C, I was born in a coffin
I'll murder your ass on the side where you walk and
We don't give a fuck, we don't give a shit
Get flatlined quick from the G.P, bitch
You gon' die motherfucka, die motherfucka
Die by the drug or the gun slug gon' fly
I'mma come slum, your gun's a
Cause I'mma rip 'em up the gut and bust mine
Get touched with the AK and snucked away
Or get a white where the weapon stay
Wreck your balls like, man
Get smashed with a phone, Joe Pesci bang
Fucking high, it's time for you to die
I got a rusty spoon and I'm going for your eye
I'm a loose cannon, I spit straight fire
And I'll hang you from your balls from a telephone wire
Spit fire with fire, pop the trunk, get you pumped like a flat tire
Runnin' with a gauge, a right by ya
Behind you, I'mma like Mike Myers
I'mma come through with and war tools
Cock back, strapped to the blades, escort you
Fuck, spittin' flames on a
You over the edge, you can't fly, you're forced to
Haters you can - Die!
Demons you can - Die!
Believe it you can - Die!
Motherfuckers - Die!
How many motherfuckers wanna get hostile, we apostle
With the wicked gospel, on yo block with a monstrosity, call it chakraties
Dropping philosophies on how to kill augmenty, boss' really soft to me
Awfully trip, tryna get that thing off of me hip
I ain't trippin' off you jealous motherfuckers, and
Biggest gang on the globe and, heinus when I pound, bitch
Bang with a insane chain gang, nigga, that's Strange shit
Rougher than a blood and crip battle on the streets
(I'm) tougher than your friend, but this chalice is on
Liberate me, get up out my way if you ain't family
Insanity, glamity, await you, stuck in amity
Killa C with the Tech N9ne, we snappin' necks and shit
We stackin' relish so you haters you can rest in piss, spittin' straight wicked g shit
We so sick with it, might wanna forget it
G to the R to the A to the V-E
You can do to stop me
I wanna stab you
Not giving a fuck is my specialty
Gun in your mouth like
You gon' die, motherfucka, use Tech to end you