Texty:
Kills Nail In My Coffin

nail in my coffin and I don't need another one Quit being a nail in my coffin and lord knows I ain't ready yet Quit being a nail in my coffin and I don

nail in my coffin and I don't need another one Quit being a nail in my coffin and lord knows I ain't ready yet Quit being a nail in my coffin and I don

nail in my coffin and I don't need another one Quit being a nail in my coffin and lord knows I ain't ready yet Quit being a nail in my coffin and I don

exploder Inside the Range Rover Load the six-stain holder Lay you and your dame over Banging your main soldier 'Till my aim strain my shoulder My rap

is where I left her Changed clothes in the alley, my body was numb Call the Gangsta, yeah fool the job is done Hook [Verse 3: Gangsta Blac] People all up in my head, put my

man shit just outta luck baby girl born brighten up my life alot block still poppin old lady still drawn hataz still plottin (plottin) tryna take my

by the blood of the moon Driving forward, falling towards impending doom Intoxicated by the blood of the moon I've driven in the final nail into my coffin My head is killing

in hand, ran up on Green Lantern, he almost shit in his pants (Damn). Raise the white flag, I'm chargin up the hill, nail in the coffin, I'm inpossible to kill

the mic down You should be out killin motherfuckers right now Kill a motherfucker dead, kill'em dead bitch Shoot'em in the fuckin head, go ahead bitch Slap my