Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry
Quit being so fucking shy come on tell me why! you just wanted us to die,
We just slapped the ugly rat.
When that money calls i holla back
How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly
Last words to a rat homie:"why you lie?"
Top dropped down, black on black
Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back
But we should be body to body
Why won't anyone just believe me
Why would you do this to me..
Ha - so gifted, do it truly
Why! why oh why me! a kid only nineteen! it's obscene
I spitting bars the metronome the money machine
Do , now bitch tell me thoug why
Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
You looking for tools to write and share lyrics online?
You're in luck! Get started using RapPad >