enough of you. You cheap shots only separate you. You hide behind your reputation but we see through. Yeah, you say you have nothing to prove. Show's over coward
had enough of you. You cheap shots only separate you. You hide behind your reputation but we see through. Yeah, you say you have nothing to prove. Show's over coward
one fight I was on the Peter Pan bus You was puttin' Peter Pan up in your room, y'all fuckin' with whom? Allowed me to be taught You cowards is just
the spot, GD's! VL's! [Chorus: Project Pat] Who the buckest up in here, who the buckest up in here My niggaz, my hood, so you cowards betta fear
action Communication breakdown, it's all the same Havin a nervous breakdown, draw you insane It's just pleasure and pain, pleasure and pain Another man's loss, another
under, then pillage and plunder It kind of makes you wonder How one can hurt another But dehumanizing the victim makes things simpler It's like breathing
big rims, and a Mac 10 Ridin' through the city like I'm used to this shit Fuck ya vest nigga, my sHells chew through that shit Catch ya breath, you ain
'm infinite Immortal Outlaw Switching up on you ordinary bitches Like a south paw you gettin left And every breath I breathe untill the moment I'm deceased Will be another
't be talkin' when they ask you shit got drastic on that bastard Left him fo da cats that sent them straight to hell Just like hosts of veil another soldier's tale Nigga the life of a coward
rims, and a Mac 10 Ridin' through the city like I'm used to this shit Fuck ya vest nigga, my shells go true to that shit Catch ya breath, you ain't heard
salt I could fake some respect and hide the pity For what I once feared is now somehow down on my level I never claimed to see through another's eyes
mic, let's fight Plus I punch you in the chest, weak hearts I rip Whitey Ford, forty and white, lethargic ass dickhead I keep 'em coming while you running out of breath
in?) syllables more than a pound of flesh deep breath of achievement, a dream and a wake up call another haul of the quest. On this I stand Another loved
Talking Chorus-DJ Paul-(8x) I'd rather die a soldier Than nigga live a coward (Lord Infamous) Bullets are spittin' alright I will let the metal slide
with tha weak ass shit You need to keep it closed Trick before you get yo wig split A candle light the demon night is what it have to be Another
it You ain't show me love when you was at your apex Getting paychecks up at the radio with DMX and Flex Catching wreck while Noreaga was catching his breath
' with the homies Bustin' on bustas Dumpin' on cowards The homies said move to left, home boy hit your chest Knock out, hold your breath, home boy W's
win (This is the ballad of a dead soldier) It's a crazy world full of sin (Close your eyes and hear the ballad of a dead soldier) Be a coward, put yo
