down with Blaze ya dead homie G Blood imbedded in street blocks That's why I put it down, and blast with many shots Bullet holes in my chest, it'
re down with Blaze ya dead homie G Blood imbedded in street blocks That's why I put it down, and blast with many shots Bullet holes in my chest, it's
's High caliber, so why try it? You live by it, so you die by it A muthafuckin' gun Who's the man with the strap in his hand Homie's stolen semi-autos
bodies put in the ground before dawn (The moon is out and I'm digging on it) (x2) (Colton Grundy) Blaze Your Dead Homie The unliving I'm dead and
Juggalos We underground like Blaze My dead homie, and yours? We dead, we dead? No wait a minute We don't die, we don't die, we dead Maybe I like bloody
dawn (Outlaw) 10 bodies put in the ground before dawn (Outlaw) (The moon is out and I'm digging on it) (x2) (Outlaw) Blaze Your Dead Homie The unliving
like the sweetest joy Bringing visions of de ja vu (Blaze Ya Dead Homie) I ain't no joke and no this ain't Rakim or Eric B It's the B-L-A-Z-E Microphone
or sumthin Oh yeah we down go ahead let em in BAAH! knuckle hammers to the chin Be down with me and I'll be down back Put my dick in your mouth You gonna
when it come to spittin That fire Its real dog, I live in the fire Used to being in the streets homie, in the mists of the Fire Break works put it in
your play a pass Tray Dee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks Bigger than big everyday in L.A. 4 Tay representin' for the whole damn yea, Beeyotch DoggHouse, turnin' it
Tray-Deee, Goldie half dead, the twins blaze sacks Bigger than big everyday in L.A. 4 Tay representin for the whole damn yae, Beeyotch 2ND HOOK: Snoop Dogg DoggHouse, turnin it
own crop Dominate, infiltrate and feel great 'til it burns down And when it burns, it's goin' up in blazes We at it go, where it shoulda fuckin' been
Shot Ya', 'Biggie Smalls', Tupac ya nigga 'Ready to Die', 'All Eyes' on the project nigga You stocky, I put somethin' in ya biceps niggaz I can't help it
no set trippin' hoes buggin' hard in my warzone, Crack ya' dome to the skull. Blame it on the alcohol, mix it with the Tylenol. And peel ya' body off
all the tires, all white and black With the black Twiztid embroidered on the back Guess who's back, yep, it's the tray side And we put it down for life
't know me, don't approach me Thinkin' that you're down with Blaze ya dead homie G Blood imbedded in street blocks That's why I put it down, and blast
that a G brings To your party, birthday, wedding, funeral Streets is crucial, competition zero (Blaze Ya Dead Homie) I'm bored as the come, homie
. Dead Folx, Colton Grundy Ya Dead Homie Don't be acting like you don't see me Believe me man you don't know me (Blaze) I was the first to put it down
