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    Last Words
    (专辑: Nastradamus - 1999)
    
    These are last words of a 
hanging slave  How could I 
forget this  I 
rob you, put you on my hit list  Under my nails are dirty look at the 
grime  My burnt lips from the 
roach clips  How can I 
shine  Being broke and bag a 
dope bitch  Powerful minds, we brave men  I 
blow smoke and I'ma keep saying  These are last words of a 
hanging slave  How could I 
forget this  I 
rob you, put you on my hit list  Under my nails are dirty look at the 
grime  My burnt lips from the 
roach clips  How can I 
shine  Being broke and bag a 
dope bitch  Powerful minds, we brave men  I 
blow smoke and I'ma keep saying   I 
wanna be more than that bullet that go through ya zone  Wanna be the 
lead that tear through ya skin and crack bones  Wanna be the 
heat you feel making ya moan  Wanna be the 
hospital bed that you lay on  Wanna be the 
god you feel when you pray-on  It's Nashawn the 
type that get the 
hyper calm  I'm gonna kill something, rap cats be real fronting  Fuck shooting legs, cock back put his brains on the 
pave  Nigga how 'bout that, close range with the 
gauge get payed  First rapper to shoot off stage  Turn the 
front page the 
next day, my life is like a 
book  A 
twenty four hour song without no hook  Millennium Thug computer chips up in my slug  Turn corners when you turn corners, know who to plug  Thugs around me outside it's grimy outside  Better slide before you get bodied outside   These are last words of a 
hanging slave  How could I 
forget this  I 
rob you, put you on my hit list  Under my nails are dirty look at the 
grime  My burnt lips from the 
roach clips  How can I 
shine  Being broke and bag a 
dope bitch  Powerful minds, we brave men  I 
blow smoke and I'ma keep saying  These are last words of a 
hanging slave  How could I 
forget this  I 
rob you, put you on my hit list  Under my nails are dirty look at the 
grime  My burnt lips from the 
roach clips  How can I 
shine  Being broke and bag a 
dope bitch  Powerful minds, we brave men  I 
blow smoke and I'ma keep saying   I'ma prison cell six by nine  Living hell stone wall metal bars for the 
gods in jail  My nickname the 
can, the 
slammer, the 
big house  I'm the 
place many fear 'cause there's no way out  I 
take the 
sun away put misery instead  When you with me most folks consider you dead  I 
saw too many inmates falling apart  Call for the 
guards to let them out at night when it's dark  Convicts think they alone but if they listen close  They can hear me groan touch the 
wall feel my pulse  All the 
pictures you put up is stuck to my skin  I 
hear ya prayers (even when ya whisperin')  I 
make it hotter in the 
summer, colder in the 
winter  If the 
court parole ya then another con enters  No remorse for your tears I 
seen 'em too often  When you cry I 
make you feel alive inside a 
coffin  Watch you when you eat play with you mind when you sleep  Make you dream that you free then make you wake up to me  Face to face with a 
cage no matter your age  I 
can shatter you turn you into a 
savage in rage  Change ya life that's if you get a 
chance to get out  'Cause only you and I 
know what sufferings about  Yo it's stunning when bed sheets become your woman  And I'm the 
one that gotcha weapons when the 
beef is coming  Maybe one day I'll open up my arms to release you  You'll always be my property nigga stay legal...   These are last words of a 
hanging slave  How could I 
forget this  I 
rob you, put you on my hit list  Under my nails are dirty look at the 
grime  My burnt lips from the 
roach clips  How can I 
shine  Being broke and bag a 
dope bitch  Powerful minds, we brave men  I 
blow smoke and I'ma keep saying  These are last words of a 
hanging slave  How could I 
forget this  I 
rob you, put you on my hit list  Under my nails are dirty look at the 
grime  My burnt lips from the 
roach clips  How can I 
shine  Being broke and bag a 
dope bitch  Powerful minds, we brave men  I 
blow smoke and I'ma keep saying  These are last words of a 
hanging slave  How could I 
forget this  I 
rob you, put you on my hit list  Under my nails are dirty look at the 
grime  My burnt lips from the 
roach clips  How can I 
shine  Being broke and bag a 
dope bitch  Powerful minds, we brave men  I 
blow smoke and I'ma keep saying  
 
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