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man ima die alone, with a hole in my soul
sorta like poker when you fold, wearin hot furs in the
man ima die alone, you feel the greed all in my
excuse my religion for the cash, how long will it
I see the in my weed bag, man ima die alone
the bitches said on the phone, im in the zone in my own home
i spit it like a cobra, im right yah shoulda
my zodiac in yah mind till it's ova
man ima die alone, man i can the hands of the gods
they come when i open tha koran, cause even when i'm
man get an ipod, man it'll let you that im a kappa not a don
man god khan, i spent years my last days here
i work it from the back, to the front, to the
yes a real rap cats in the buildin before i leave
tell me how yah feelin, man ima die

You can't creamate me down to the
wanna see my momma cryin' over a casket
now i like man my life's like a party
envisions of me diein im were cindy and marchy(?)
i was deal razor, playin through all the drama
from coke high heels all of the karma, comin back
every fufilling a slow death
although you know i expect anythin less
i was the front line just to fight battle
like the chay at the bay, it's me and my shadow
i handle it till im gone, and old arthritis
the grinds and the drugs and all nightas
i through all the static, hoes and automatic
back to back the bad habit, drugs
you know ima tell it all on the
and i feel it in my heart ima die

Die
it might be a cou de thai
imagine if you every rhyme
man picture line
man touch fine ass dime
man on the tire make em shime
man ima die alone, its just the bullets and the chrome
your there but your not at home
you hear the death tone through the
laugh and yah gone, right i get wrong
man im the vegas type, man the paper like
man holla back homie you get yah paper right
man ima die alone, roll in a benz all
wrapp me a mummie, egypt pharoah
man it to my pocket like a rocket
forever deeze words i keep my in your locket
man sweet as candy, or even jolly ranchers
the fo fo matters cause its pink gathers
man im alone, i put my wings on my own
i look like an eagle they get fully grown
on the ropes, the say roll up the dope
and like stacey lathersahl hit ever
till im broke, man tho it's butta
say yo soul retreats to the gutta
with all the othas, no shown
they show you from the gate you can die alone

You can die

Videos

Morire Da Solo (Die Alone)
Morire Da Solo (Die Alone)
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