Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Life Then Death , by - Styles P. Song from the album Dime Bag, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 25.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE
Song language: English
Life Then Death |
| Noah, what up? |
| Light that shit up, Poobs |
| Pocket full of weed |
| Rain full of thoughts and I’m followin' the path with no one in the lead |
| Things that I see, yeah, no one would believe |
| As an emcee care about no one in the league |
| Besides my two brothers, yeah, all of y’all could bleed |
| If you test me, trust me, none of y’all will leave |
| I am life force, I am death force |
| More than a Skywalker, I am on the next force |
| Whoever’s the king shouldda stepped off |
| I am the God to cut you breath off |
| Have you ever been to Heaven for your best thoughts? |
| Or dragged through Hell to get your stress off? |
| I have so you can’t bypass my next course |
| Do as I say, don’t do as I do |
| To my son and the Crips and even Piru |
| Seen a lotta hard niggas and I seen 'em die too |
| Ghost |
| Life come and then death come |
| Light up the weed and don’t stress nothin' |
| You cross me, I’ma check somethin' |
| Then wreck somethin' |
| Then stretch somethin' |
| Life come and then death come |
| Light up the weed and don’t stress nothin' |
| You cross me, I’ma check somethin' |
| Then wreck somethin' |
| Then stretch somethin' |
| Kill shit, you could call me Thanos Ghost |
| Underground, gotta keep the manhole closed |
| From a block, I ain’t never had a Bando, yo |
| Gimmie a band and a O, I go Rambo, yo |
| That’s a rack and a zip, yeah, Holiday back |
| The difference is I ain’t got a buncha crack in the whip |
| Go ahead run, I will let the blagh at your hip |
| I’m hip to guns fully equipped |
| I dip in the whip, fully equipped |
| Light a zip then another one, all of my niggas get rich |
| Speakin' of ripped, thinkin' you cheap |
| Heard your music, think it was weak |
| You think a rapper better, I hope you thinkin' of Sheek |
| Or hope you thinkin' of Kiss |
| If not, I tell you, «fuck you, I hope you eatin' a dick» |
| I load the hammer up and have you eatin' the fifth |
| Ghost |
| Life come and then death come |
| Light up the weed and don’t stress nothin' |
| You cross me, I’ma check somethin' |
| Then wreck somethin' |
| Then stretch somethin' |
| Life come and then death come |
| Light up the weed and don’t stress nothin' |
| You cross me, I’ma check somethin' |
| Then wreck somethin' |
| Then stretch somethin' |
| Life comin' then death comin' |
| In an M-6, cross me, hear the Tec hummin' |
| Or the blade crush your neck, cuz |
| And I don’t give a fuck about your set buzz |
| I’m old school but I’m so cruel |
| Plant based but I will fry your face like it’s tofu |
| Hit 'em in the head and the chest and the toes too |
| Want the old P then just act like the old you, yeah |
| Life come and then death come |
| Light up the weed and don’t stress nothin' |
| You cross me, I’ma check somethin' |
| Then wreck somethin' |
| Then stretch somethin' |
| Life come and then death come |
| Light up the weed and don’t stress nothin' |
| You cross me, I’ma check somethin' |
| Then wreck somethin' |
| Then stretch somethin' |