Lyrics:
Live Free or Die
Words and Music by: Paul Worrall
pcworrall@gmail.com
(603) 672 - 8196
Verse #1
I have a gun rack hanging
In
in the club with hands up, you can gangsta girl
[Baby - talking behind Chorus]
Oh yeah
I see ya
Oh yeah
Yeah
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Baby]
Ok, mami
Getting pulled apart at the seems
While being shot down by cupid
I cant take these hoes (take these hoes)
Unless their naked and on all fours
Ladies know
rosy
By reuniting
Two heads are better
Than what I hear
Let's kiss and make up
No use to break up
We need each other, dear
Why should we shake
stop there's more to make
Ever since 4 digits on me cant afford mistakes
Lost a few friends along the way
But I don't care, it's okay
Cause this rarri
mic flakes
I won't break, I make more nerds than a earthquake
Strong, got more strength than King Kong
I'm worldwide, I'm interviewed like Kaity
on
You will learn
Christian no Hebrew on the the balcony I see you
The devils coffin with corpse of course
In a mental state earthquake
Schitzophrenic
Alcohol met oortollige H2SO4 of H3PO4
Netsolank dit is gekonsentreerd
Voel jy uitgeput, want die Carbon kettings raak te lank
Ons crack die Hydrocarbons en
with
If you scared, by dog, release the four by fours
I heard the fagot-ass Don died, and he shit in his drawers
On the streets, black; good like
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for nothing
I'm a back em down like Shaq with this black 2-2-3 in my hand
Better pray that this chopper jam, like a radio single, man
Police radio
on vacation
Fine freak with thongs on whup me every week
Panties in service the big two's make her nervous
Hey Boo here's lollipops I'ma give em
live before they die
'Til the test the wrong animal then they spirit fly
Just know the game while you playin the tough guy
That's yo' life
(Four by
dire bane
Amongst the olive trees
Two divine witnesses appear
They are dressed in sackcloth
Shining the light for three and a half years
In this final
and the muthafuckin' peanuts
Slice like a nip-tuck, specalizin' deep cuts
This the music that you ridin' to
Provided to you by Talib and Hi-Teck, the livest two (two
Yeah
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Baby]
Ok, mami your so gangsta cause she f*** with nothin but gangsta (gangsta)
Type a n**** that a stank a gangsta
"Ten, nine, eight, six, five, four, three, two, one, zero"
I'm hiding in the corner
Of an overgrown garden
Covering my body in leaves
And trying not
with
If you scared, by dog, release the four by fours
I heard the fagot-ass Don died, and he shit in his drawers
On the streets, black; good like
on a leash
Pull up with a draco and you better take two steps back for you finna bleed
See you laying by the side of a street
Might just stab this bitch in
Check one two.
(Uh)
Check check one two.
Hot shit.
(Oh yea)
(Uh)
Young Black Brotha hot shit.
(What?)
Uh huh uh huh uh huh uh huh.
niggas just jog place, don't move they feet
I'ma die with all this shit, they told me that I could never speak
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Vette pass by, huh,
Yeah.. two-thousand.. three!
(I want to play with you baby) Brand new
(Can you touch me? Won't you hold me?) K-double-O-L, Keith
(Can you talk
outdo Relapse
With Recovery, Mathers LP2
Help propel me to victory laps
Gas toward 'em and fast forward the past
Consider the last four minutes
great
And we won't stop, until death is a bedmate
[buddha monk]
What? alright, check this fly shit, this do or die shit
Monk drive-by hit, yea, bang it
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