Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Death Becomes You , by - Pete Rock. Song from the album Return of the SP1200, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 25.04.2019
Record label: Tru Soul
Song language: English
Death Becomes You |
| To bring you down, bust it off |
| To bring you down |
| Uh, make shot one time for the Mecca don |
| To bring you down and the Soul Brother #1 |
| To bring you down |
| Y’all get done with the YG Menace II Society |
| To bring you down, feel the real steel, the hot metal |
| To bring you down, to bring you down |
| It’s the Killa Bee, kill rugged, skill vest often |
| And land your fuckin' asses in a coffin, what? |
| You see cold steel, you niggaz wanna mill' like Shaquille O' Neal |
| Bullets are real, cock it back and then I peal off |
| Fuck the kamikaze Mecca is on the shotty hottie |
| The cops are runnin' white chalk around your dead body |
| Abandon ship, niggaz are ready to flip and bag a punk |
| They can’t fight next night, twistalism by your grave sight |
| Over, yes, you over six feet under |
| You see, I’m not at ease you’re diseased |
| A reason for the treason, hunt season I’m from rabbit ordeal |
| Where niggaz kick the beer loungin' off block |
| Till the early morn', word is bond, another brother gone |
| Would’ve been bullshit, quick talkin' with nines and banana clips |
| For million with bloodshed, the color red, two through the fuckin' head |
| Man, you’re dead, death becomes you |
| So listen, to bring you down |
| So listen, to bring you down |
| So listen, to bring you down |
| So listen, to bring you down |
| So listen, to bring you down |
| So listen, to bring you down |
| So listen, to bring you down |
| So listen, to bring you down |
| Infrareds locked on yo' heads, here come the feds |
| Freeze now when I squeeze hot metal breeze |
| Right through your arteries to bring you to your knees |
| I think he’s dyin' black |
| I got the track to send you silly ass niggaz back |
| Snatch you hoe, stab you pimp and watch him limp away |
| I fiend luchi till I’m fucked up old and gray |
| Hey, dog, I send you to the morgue |
| I’m from the Vernon ville blood spills shells drop |
| And when it go pop, pop, my glock hit that niggaz nut |
| 'Cause I’m one of the hard ox’s smokin' |
| Motherfuckers like crack rocks huh, so back up |
| Be ghost when I keep my toast murder she wrote, yo |
| Fully equipped with this death blow, flippin' |
| Because I’m on the level like the rebel |
| Crazy bodies and tombstones |
| Straight to the devil nigga light in ya bed’s right |
| Because ya tune from me let miss due |
| Strictly nigga death becomes you |
| So listen, to bring you down |
| So listen, to bring you down |
| So listen, to bring you down |
| So listen, to bring you down |
| So listen, to bring you down |
| So listen, to bring you down |
| So listen, to bring you down |
| So listen, to bring you down |
| So listen to what we say |
| Because this type a shit it happens everyday |
| No resurrection with protection slay cut up in the blender |
| Just like Mohammad blowin' up the World Trade Center |
| The hell raiser burner blazer stressin' major caution |
| See the Mecca Don swirvin' a tongue like Jordan |
| Anything you cherish I perish, I’m here to roll |
| And now your bucks are big, and let out ya asshole |
| Gun smoke when the hood is broke and need the riches |
| 'Cause all this nigga want is more dough and more bitches |
| Buck, buck, buck, buck, rat, tat, tat, I’m on a mission nigga |
| I shoots to kill when I pull the motherfuckin' trigger |
| I’m sick in the head, I’m crazy I’m fuckin' wild |
| I swear to God, I come from the P now |
| I’m Menace like Dennis, so don’t try to play me close |
| I wave my gun in the air yo I don’t fuckin' care |
| It’s Pete Rock on the mic check one, two |
| I got the glock, nigga, death becomes you |
| So listen, to bring you down |
| So listen to what we say |
| Because this type a shit it happens everyday |
| To bring you down, so listen |