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B 4 U Die Lyrics[Verse 1: Klashnekoff]
Overdose comatosed, armageddon coming close
I can feel it in my bones, wigs blown like cyclones
Talking to my coldies on cold on the Terra phone
About bre shottin' bone, Bob's made of stone
Sticks made of chrome, tears holes through your ribs
Tears holes so big you can't repair it with a stitch
It's sick; pain stains my brain like shit
Carve scripts with a Bic; spit architect dialect
Dissect your whole set, random select
Lace lyrics in your head like Beck's with deck EFX
So tread careful steps, my whole flex is vex
Deeply depressed; leave you deprived of breath
Survive life on one slice of bread
So bredrin think twice, my rhymes will take your life
With samurai knives, man attackin' from all sides
Sittin' silently watchin' science from the sideline
Take a slice of my rhyme, use it as a guideline, got bombs in the pipeline
Plottin' in the background, waiting for the right time
'Til I sight the target, black bandana, black crips, black garments
Rippin' a black gat in back of your apartment
You can barely see the bucky and the bwoy start barnin'
What's gwarnin'? The word on road is that you're ming
Start sing like Sting when the fire peel your skin
It's simple tings, either you sink or swim
Street vets go to war and return with missin' limbs
Turn born again Christian and start singin' hymns like
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