Cypress Hill Ready To Die текст песни, слова песни Ready To Die Cypress Hill
Cypress Hill - Ready To Die
[Chorus: B-Real]
Are you ready to die? - Ready to die? - Tell me!
I see your look in your eye and it's deadly!
Better pray to the sky and get ready
When you decide, come on tell me! [x2]
[B-Real:]
You got a choice in life - with a fork in the road
Got your back turned with your eyes closed with a blindfold!
When you open them up. - There's a signpost!
Enter at your own risk! - Better find out - where your home is.
Some chose the streets. - Livin' a life outlawed
Doubt you'll see me spittin'my game Southpole.
Careful with the choices you make. - You gotta live with them!
Can't you hear the voices you hate? - How do you deal with them?
Some took another path, felt they own wrath
Add drugs to the math, cut the life spans in half
From - deaths to cold sweats to soul, let's go
Into the abbys! - We are gonna miss you, yo!
[Chorus]
[B-Real:]
I put my fist up. - I ain't gonna hit you, nigga!
I got no regrets; I ain't gonna diss you, nigga!
I just pray for you even though you're hard headed
You made your own bed. - And I hope you don't get wetted!
I took the wrongsteps too but I learned from them
I drew - heat from my niggaz like the burning sun.
But like all lessons.
I need a self check I still got my strap but now I use my brain as a weapon!
Could have stood left - chose death. - No bread! - Underfed!
All these niggaz spraying lead. - Pushing on me, laying dead!
This ain't gonna happen, yet. - Bitches, I'm a fucking vet'!
If you're coming for my head - you can get a slug instead!
Every nigga got a treat. - If what you made is really made up
Possibly lookin' for your dues. - Are they even fucking paid up?
Whatchu say to all the haters? Writing in the fuckin' papers?
Homie, wake up or we take up all the ground that you can't make up!
[Chorus]
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