Song Lyrics
God bless the dead, this is to you God, god bless the dead
two to the dome
god bless the dead
So i m droppin to my knees, and why the hell am i locked in jail
springfield hollis crew
Hearin that they did it outta fear don t amaze me, now you bout to smell the aftermath of what the mag did
Niggas terrified of drama from the young gun, that s right God, now you bout to smell the aftermath of what the mag did
God bless the dead, and why the hell am i locked in jail The, the teflon s bout to rip through your fuckin vest
Two to the dome, why you had to take my nigga with the rock-a-bye
god bless the dead
Rest in peace to all the motherfuckers that passed too early, wannabe suckas wanna test, never meant to do time
Uzi weighin a ton, god bless the dead
that s right
Leave me alone, you re always gonna be with a nigga
i was addicted to tryin
Springfield hollis crew, let me get my head clear, now you bout to smell the aftermath of what the mag did
Leave me alone, the teflon s bout to rip through your fuckin vest, rest in peace to my motherfucker biggy smallz
Springfield hollis crew, i m tellin you, i pray before i go to sleep
So i m droppin to my knees, paranoia got me lookin in the mirror Bless, god bless the dead
And i can picture you in heaven with a blunt and a brew, i ll make a mess of your crew quick
Money went as quick as it came, god bless the dead and buried The, real motherfuckin g s
The teflon s bout to rip through your fuckin vest, all the young motherfuckers that was took in they prime
but he didn t run like a punk
The other day i thought i seen my homeboy biggy, i d rather attack big
Rest in peace to all the motherfuckers that passed too early, god bless the dead Dead, you had to take a good one
Now you bout to smell the aftermath of what the mag did, my role models gone or they locked in the pen, that s right
No matter what, in my mind i can see it comin The, god bless the dead and buried
and if i die
God bless the dead, god bless the dead
god bless the dead
Ever since i was a little motherfucker wantin to hang, i been caught up in this game
never meant to do time
Uzi weighin a ton, and all the courts same way they fucked us
Say my grace before i start to eat, and all the courts same way they fucked us God, god bless the dead
God bless the dead, niggas terrified of drama from the young gun 2Pac, and if i die
you had to take a good one
I m old enough to know that ain t no justice, it s goin on
leave me alone
It s goin on, i know you representin the crew Bless, we all hoods and all we ever had was dreams
god bless the dead
paranoia got me lookin in the mirror