(Little Miss Death) You're a vision in silver and cellophane I'll lick the blade and you will feel the pain Till I can't remember my name (Little Miss Death
Превод: Бунт. Little Miss Death.
to swallow You got me runnin' like a hot wired Cadillac A chrome-plated victory - delicious and hollow Since you came into my life You said you'd been invited Little miss death
turns round and round These last days, so crazy, oh I Everywhere we look, there's so much violence, violence And I ain't making no bet, I quit the riot, riot
I roll up with a hearse, even death curse, for those who wanna hurt me. You feelin' little worse, feel 'em off, rollin' with the 5th Dog, every little
niggas little behold we got the fed's behind us, and we been movin, dippin, tryin' to dodge their wires, Decided to stay quiet let some time expire, then come back like a riot
innocent of all this I'm just saying, this song is for y'all For all the times I mess up, when we mess up Dear sister, got me twisted up in prison I miss
the only checkin' mines So motherfuck your mother's father if he step like mines Swift kicking cocks I hit spots and blocks So listen pops then I'll miss you like I miss
and stumbly 'cause I just finished that last bit of Guinness why should i buy food bitch, mind your own business Now tend to mine, sometimes I tend to find A little
m innocent of all this I'm just saying This song is for y'all For all the times I mess up when we mess up Dear sister Got me twisted up in prison I miss
killin' in the cut on the steps yo gettin' good neck only in the projects, we die with respect pussy niggas quiet as kept will riot the set six blocks