Lyrics:
Hopped out the skyliner yee
Fresh to death mee
Walked up Hollywood Studios
Rained hard people adios
Side by side my family
Walked in bossly
Tanked
you'll die dancin'
Dark, gliding shapes that violate every law of nature
Buy 'em or die a thousand deaths
2 Live Crew, 2 Live Crew
Boyz with da bass, boyz
dead from the frenzied assault
Until by the twilight and all that remained
Were the echoes of death and a fresh crimson stain
And so came the third
dead from the frenzied assault
Until by the twilight and all that remained
Were the echoes of death and a fresh crimson stain
And so came the third
dead, but I'm in LIV
Baddest fruit out the pic like I'm an orchard
I'm fresh to death, let me go and brush my shoulders off
(Oh you clean as fuck tho)
dead, but I'm in LIV
Baddest fruit out the pic like I'm an orchard
I'm fresh to death, let me go and brush my shoulders off
(Oh you clean as fuck tho)
dead, but I'm in LIV
Baddest fruit out the pic like I'm an orchard
I'm fresh to death, let me go and brush my shoulders off
(Oh you clean as fuck tho)
away from
She said its me or the money and i hate ultimatums
Im Fresh to death I might drive around all day off a shape up
Its a difference between this
First, lullaby
First, son, will, ever, hear
And never forget
Mommy almost bled to death when she have him, finally
She'd already lost, three
First, lullaby
First, son, will, ever, hear
And never forget
Mommy almost bled to death when she have him, finally
She'd already lost, three
One niggas down, two niggas run it
Call me snowman, one hundred miles and gunning
Here come the paramedics
It goes one for the money, two for
Sl-sl-sloppy haters shouldn't mess
Walkin' by your lady and I'm sorry if I took her breath
You was just baby, crying til you was shook to death (bitch)
Fade
you do that I call it wite boi magic
I get it nine in tha morning by night it just plastic
How you do that I call it wite boi magic
I'm fresh ta death
dap, nigga
Just pay homage
Peep my steps, always keep the piece on deck
I'm from the danger zone where
We handle beef by death, nigga
Everybody's
He came back in the same suit that he was buried in
Similar to the one his grandfather was married in
Yes, he was still fresh to death
Bling, two
mind
You can hold it in your hand
In that two bedroom apartment
Sweatin' hot by the fan
They don't understand my vision
They don't know this Gods plan
I
Funi incasa
Ina ndikukrabulisi
Bitch I'm fresh to death
Fresh till I'm deceased
Sies
Always in my room never loved streets
Love my people hope you know
Yo, fresh to death like a halo, uh, don't get away at my pesos
Uh, B tryna scan like a barcode, uh, makin' her purr like hello
Uh, ballin' on niggas
bite your lip and respect
Between me and you sonny, straight up, I'm like death
I cooled on the Run tour, with Flavor and Chuck
Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh
blood, that's my thug
He bring it through
Ooh, I'm about to make you niggas feel me
(Kodak) murder charge, fresh to death
I'ma make a killing (The dead
to lose on life these other suckers
Cus I'm fresh to death I'm way to clean
Nothings gonna stop us know what I mean,
Know what I mean, know what I mean
I'm
fresh air
Big chain, nice watch, fresh gear, heck yeah
Killers respect killers, soft niggas respect fear
Crazy cause I love it but I hate it that I rep
I got bad habits
Fucked ya bitch, didn't know what happened
Fresh to death
Need a casket
Say you need a bag? I'm in traffic
If a nigga touch me, know
make her dance No Juicy
But I'm so fresh it look like they juiced me
F.L.Y. til I D.I.E.
Balling by my lonely in my own league
Run it like the Point
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