a thousand years bury me in your eye bury me in your eye bury me in your eye bury me in your eye bury me in your eye bury me in your eye we'll divide
tonight, ohh I beg that you pray to Jesus Christ, why? Oh Lord, Father don't let him bury me, aiy You can try but you can't divide the tribe These cats
worry I'll get them suckas back Before your buried, shit, retaliate and pull a 187 The real niggaz get to go to heaven How long will they mourn me? Bury me
Toxicology Report You can call me Kuklinsky, Iceman for short And I got dead rapper's pens in my Icebox After they act hard I lyrically kill em' then I bury
hard, not softly Living like I'm invincible, one day it's gonna cost me When it's time to pay up, and I lay up in a grave Bury me with a fifty sack,
the brother couldn't respond back Tried to rhyme after me to hold the weight But the science done drive dem niggaz shoulder blades down Let's take a trip
, butter! Better yet milky, smooth and silky Don't applaud you fraud, you wasn't with me When I started rappin', you wasn't even tappin' Now that I'm done, you pat me
s me, he, who? Confront frontin' niggas like, "You want it? Well nigga, me too" What the fuck, I'm callin' your bluff, niggas act like they stopped Makin' guns after
worry I'll get them suckas back before your buried (shit) Retaliate and pull a 187 do real niggas get to go to heaven ? How long will they mourn me, bury me
to escape Imagine my fate Traveling and stacking the cake After my wake Bust 25 for me 'Cause I'll ride for y'all And y'all ride for me I ain't trying
you trying to hide Hoping that nobody don't notice You must always remember You still a member of the hopeless See ya black like me So you snap like me
not takin' dominions like this Flesh-N-Bone comin' at ya like this Get 'em off me, in me you're feelin' I get when I'm tryin' Your spirits get inside of me
you know what it do Shorty we bury niggaz, shorty we bury niggaz Shorty we bury niggaz, shorty we bury niggaz The undertaker Hey, stand in on the trap with me Mashin' me
make it right 'fore they bury me 'Cause the truth is like therapy plus my conscience is tearing me Into pieces as deadly was dealt was not even fair to me
not to come around here my gal got a 44 to keep the area clear take heater ? her somewhere I'll bury you near for busting windows out my car not tripping
I'm not real God just imagined me It's like I said About ten years ago, the event that changed his whole reality Took place on his monthly trip to the
the block tripping, trying to find a fight God don't see us through, we gave Christ our life See you gave me the world, when you gave me a girl Peep this
