| Eventualy I’ma have to see the penitentury
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| For sending all you fake mothafuckas to the cemetry
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| I’m granting death wishes, for all those bitches that be yappin
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| Acting like they fuckin hate me, but they bump 'Me and My Shadow'
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| Battle me, why try, bullets fly, I’m the type of guy to poke an owl in his eye
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| If it hoots, I shoot you know my rhymes are absolute
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| To your death I salute, watch your ass when I lute
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| Mothafucka, whatcha got to say about your family dismissing you
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| Your homies dissing you, when shadow blessen you
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| I heard about you and the homie rolling through the rival park
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| And you didn’t want to cap cause you said you had a bad heart
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| Ya fucking coward, you talk alot of shit
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| Talking about you serve some times you never did a bid
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| Then you’re doubting out cha ass saying I don’t right my lyrics
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| You just want me to write some weaker shit so you can go and hear it
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| You did remember NOTORIOUS, then you shook the hook again with VICTORIOUS
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| Knightowl you got to give it up it’s getting old, you’re 34
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| Your life ain’t shit and you’re acting like a hoe biactch
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| I’m bringin hell to this mothafucka cappin
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| So it’s time for some military action
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| It’s the shadow of your death here to take your last breath
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| So run mothafucka cause I’m blastin
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| Fat boy fat boy where the fuck you at
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| Man I heard it through the vine that you tried to bite my rap
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| For that Ima slap you just like a slap box
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| Pop the 44 slug blow your top off
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| Calling me a faggot ask my nina who was in a
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| They seen you on the table bustin raps for extra dinner
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| Ya fake like the rest of them punk mothafuckas
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| That surround you, watch when I find you
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| I got my slope aiming at these three bitches
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| Mothafuck snitches, I hit him with the three sixes this is manditory
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| I kick this story about these phunny bunch of lops, perpitrating in my
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| Terriroty
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| Like that bitch 'Rob', you ain’t no good
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| You’s a wanna be thug never busting a slug so motha fuck ya hood punk
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| Now onto a bigger hoe named 'Royal T'
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| It’s the shadow of your death fool remember me
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| Never in your life have you banged with the cliq hoe
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| You and bitch freelo can suck on my dick
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| It’s 'Mr. |
| Shadow' dumping rounds on these fuckas
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| Said my named to many times
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| And that was your first and last mistake mothafuckas
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| I kicks nothin but the real up on the mic
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| I wasn’t out in ceetho getting in a gun fight
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| So you say, tell whos gay
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| This is all my game and your a shame to play mothafuckas
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| You brag about your shit while you roll in your caddy
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| Yous nothing but a fake and takin loot from your daddy
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| Had he never been here you’d be broke
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| Like a joke I provoke mothafuckas till they bolt
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| Hold up, remember staright clown and left you with a frown
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| So get the fucking point that no one wants you ass around
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| I found out about you claiming to be rich
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| You still live with your parents so quit acting like a bitch
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| You took my lyrics out of a song, that was wrong
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| You felt it coming on cause you know that I’m the bomb
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| Intimidation gots you goin in circles gots you crazy
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| You will never fade me thats the reason why you playa hate me follow me
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| No one will ever be believin all the lies that you be hummin
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| I had that bitch 'Knightowl' running, he knows that 'Shadow's' comin
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| It’s a thin line between foes and friends
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| Causes you’re hated once kiss your kids good bye
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| Because it the begining to your end |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Shadow of Your Death, artist - Mr. Shadow. Album song Till I Die, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп