Lirik Lagu Death Before Dishonor - Twista
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(Chorus)always ever all days death before dishonorcomin back as though I can still see if you got staticfuck tryin' to steal me shit you gon' have to kill meand if somebody cappin Ima tell em what happens when my emotions eruptshots make me duck thats when Ima have to fuck you up
(verse 1)its like uh ah muthafucka cant fight the feelin the way Ima fuck emhave an orgasm but for the orchasm hit em as if a 4-5 buck emtalk about a man being scared, I done killed him be dead in his tombstill shakinhit em in his body and his head, now be found in heaven with the woundstill achin'I wonder if his voice still breakin'better be cause I steadilyhit him with gats and styles that heavilyarmed and dangerous and deadilythat ahead of me recieve two holes like the letter Bbetter you instead of me, breakin peace can increase your chancesto delete your advances for slate I can paint this peice on canvaswith a paint brush that a nigga cant truss like a god so I cant rushwont crushif you ever heard about a crew that cant bust then motherfucker itaint us; dont toucha mike or a gun if you aint gonna use it,do itclaiming your weapons and tecs and you gonna be checked and fluidprove itcuz no matter who it is cant tell the westside to leave a bitch sheddingtearsthe young kill everyday the old itchin to kill cuz they aint offeda nigga dead in yearsshoot him dead in his, this style of flow is a verbal calicomake a chest ripplethey get a call from the sky sayin they all gonna diedont leave the rest crippled
(chorus 2x)
(verse 2)mikers, mikers be tryin to take mine and leave a motherfuckercold as a crisiswith a technique as cold as isis, and mikes as my control devicesor do I gotta get off some nigga shitshow the biggest dick with the biggest clique that be hazardous ifI let the trigga clickyou dont benefit if a nigga get from the rage if he live it just alittle bit; so go on with the riddle shitif you got something to stress then get it off your chest andwe can take it to the middle bitchand go on get it on and I bet you that the outcome is that I'm leavinniggas out done, cut upbut its odd to see a motherfucker outrun just because he let hismouth run so shut upand sit back if you know whats good for you I can still overthrow youI dont give a fuck about the fact that the hood know youdont make a nigga have to show youthat Ima die before you make an ass of me stop as if you took a blastat me and cause tragedythat was how it was that was how it is and thats the way it has to be
(chorus 2x)
(verse 3)its like uh, ah, sit back and let the shit just straight marinateI pull the stage curtain back like norman batesperformin hates smokin on some reefer performin fateits a constant struggle for us white boys with the shit hittin licksin the scuffle for usmy nigga lucky made him bleed fear is if to proceed to bustif he a different type of breed from usso yall petty niggas need to hush; two straight to you brain means painsinflictedeven if it aint things to taunt pain like rage till my brain is wickedaint even lived out a quarter of your lifetime tryin to push productand aint servin the right kind and aint strivin the right rhymesbut Ima shorten your lifelinethrough the pipeline I vocal cold bust em plus them with killersjaw stealers throw dealers rushin parties bloody body chillerspretty casket fillerscuz those niggas got they shit togetherwe come pay to Creator's Way and dont gotta be but then again whatever
(chorus)
(verse 1)its like uh ah muthafucka cant fight the feelin the way Ima fuck emhave an orgasm but for the orchasm hit em as if a 4-5 buck emtalk about a man being scared, I done killed him be dead in his tombstill shakinhit em in his body and his head, now be found in heaven with the woundstill achin'I wonder if his voice still breakin'better be cause I steadilyhit him with gats and styles that heavilyarmed and dangerous and deadilythat ahead of me recieve two holes like the letter Bbetter you instead of me, breakin peace can increase your chancesto delete your advances for slate I can paint this peice on canvaswith a paint brush that a nigga cant truss like a god so I cant rushwont crushif you ever heard about a crew that cant bust then motherfucker itaint us; dont toucha mike or a gun if you aint gonna use it,do itclaiming your weapons and tecs and you gonna be checked and fluidprove itcuz no matter who it is cant tell the westside to leave a bitch sheddingtearsthe young kill everyday the old itchin to kill cuz they aint offeda nigga dead in yearsshoot him dead in his, this style of flow is a verbal calicomake a chest ripplethey get a call from the sky sayin they all gonna diedont leave the rest crippled
(chorus 2x)
(verse 2)mikers, mikers be tryin to take mine and leave a motherfuckercold as a crisiswith a technique as cold as isis, and mikes as my control devicesor do I gotta get off some nigga shitshow the biggest dick with the biggest clique that be hazardous ifI let the trigga clickyou dont benefit if a nigga get from the rage if he live it just alittle bit; so go on with the riddle shitif you got something to stress then get it off your chest andwe can take it to the middle bitchand go on get it on and I bet you that the outcome is that I'm leavinniggas out done, cut upbut its odd to see a motherfucker outrun just because he let hismouth run so shut upand sit back if you know whats good for you I can still overthrow youI dont give a fuck about the fact that the hood know youdont make a nigga have to show youthat Ima die before you make an ass of me stop as if you took a blastat me and cause tragedythat was how it was that was how it is and thats the way it has to be
(chorus 2x)
(verse 3)its like uh, ah, sit back and let the shit just straight marinateI pull the stage curtain back like norman batesperformin hates smokin on some reefer performin fateits a constant struggle for us white boys with the shit hittin licksin the scuffle for usmy nigga lucky made him bleed fear is if to proceed to bustif he a different type of breed from usso yall petty niggas need to hush; two straight to you brain means painsinflictedeven if it aint things to taunt pain like rage till my brain is wickedaint even lived out a quarter of your lifetime tryin to push productand aint servin the right kind and aint strivin the right rhymesbut Ima shorten your lifelinethrough the pipeline I vocal cold bust em plus them with killersjaw stealers throw dealers rushin parties bloody body chillerspretty casket fillerscuz those niggas got they shit togetherwe come pay to Creator's Way and dont gotta be but then again whatever
(chorus)
