CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Death Sounds 2
Roll around you could hear death sounds
White noise real pain stay up when it goes down
Thought I was real tough till I saw handcuffs
They turn em out in a alley way
Or he face down in a new town
When I roll around I hear death sounds
Up in complex or people under ground
Need a pen or a pipe or a tech I've found
Shit to help you think when ya kicked while ya down
Found another round inside get by
Auntie she teach me how to get by
No one in the streets ever lied to me
The way I see she teach me how to breath I learn how to die
I try to see straight ahead
Be honest with my godhead
He sayin f*ck off again I'm feeling f*cked and cornered in
Life is like a box of matches and kerosene
Gotta think don't know what I mean
Tell me how to bring consequence get it right
Close to same without the shame coming in
Wash over me again
Person crossed every single bit of loss I try to get across
All these dead friends easier seeing them
When I roll around I hear death sounds
Up in complex or people under ground
Need a pen or a pipe or a tech I've found
Shit to help you think when ya kicked while ya down
Don't give em nothing to get mad about
Hot head city drought city kids in the black out
Tried nail me coffin down I'm finna hammer out
When I roll around I hear death sounds
Up in complex or people under ground
Need a pen or a pipe or a tech I've found
Shit to help you think when ya kicked while ya down
Cause when I roll around I hear death sounds
Up in complex or people under ground
Need a pen or a pipe or a tech I've found
Shit to help you think when ya kicked while ya down
White noise real pain stay up when it goes down
Thought I was real tough till I saw handcuffs
They turn em out in a alley way
Or he face down in a new town
When I roll around I hear death sounds
Up in complex or people under ground
Need a pen or a pipe or a tech I've found
Shit to help you think when ya kicked while ya down
Found another round inside get by
Auntie she teach me how to get by
No one in the streets ever lied to me
The way I see she teach me how to breath I learn how to die
I try to see straight ahead
Be honest with my godhead
He sayin f*ck off again I'm feeling f*cked and cornered in
Life is like a box of matches and kerosene
Gotta think don't know what I mean
Tell me how to bring consequence get it right
Close to same without the shame coming in
Wash over me again
Person crossed every single bit of loss I try to get across
All these dead friends easier seeing them
When I roll around I hear death sounds
Up in complex or people under ground
Need a pen or a pipe or a tech I've found
Shit to help you think when ya kicked while ya down
Don't give em nothing to get mad about
Hot head city drought city kids in the black out
Tried nail me coffin down I'm finna hammer out
When I roll around I hear death sounds
Up in complex or people under ground
Need a pen or a pipe or a tech I've found
Shit to help you think when ya kicked while ya down
Cause when I roll around I hear death sounds
Up in complex or people under ground
Need a pen or a pipe or a tech I've found
Shit to help you think when ya kicked while ya down
