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Death On The WInd

(Ese 40'z Verse)
Have you ever seen a body bloodied
cold on the floor
in the early morning hours
a scene you'd rather ignore
but you can't cuz you'd rather
look death in it's face
and accept the reality
that this world is a place
of torment and anguish
destruction decay
it was a number of all those elements
that kept me astray
runnin in the streets with the ones who betray
gunnin on these beats
smokin blunts every day
they say dead men tell no tales
but I got a story to mold ya
I'm in the cipher spittin rage
and my heart just grows colda
when I think about my souljah
posted up in the past
how could I remember to forget
that this life wouldn't last
I always knew when I was younga
that a dark day would come
when the truth would be revealed
about the fools that I hung
around with on the streets
in all these scandalous plots
separate the realest from the fakes
and put the snakes down to rot
I could think of betta days
but that's neither here nor there
on these next words I spitcha
I got a story to share
so they left the block enraged
with revenge on their minds
swearing to god these fools would pay
blowin past stop signs
and then they found a spot
and jumped off with one thought
empty clips and pistol grips
and until then never stop
so then the lead started busting
hitting dirty ass bitches
people screamin blood gushin
dirty deeds with a sickness
it was a firework display
totin guns with a madness
not givin a fuck about the law
or it's police or it's badges
and prior to the situation
that was currently at hand
just a couple of weeks before
off somewhere else in the land
three bald headed felons
sat with pistols and k's
in a weed inflicted drunkness
in a permanent daze
plannin to end their dreams
with some villianous schemes
and hit a place where all the jokes
turn to terrified screams
I speak of things left unspoken
like the strength of a gesture
leave em bullet holed and broken
and slap the grin off this jesta
so who better yet to help us out
for a moment so loke
just hand the keys to this clown
so he can go and bust on a joke
and then they climbed inside the ride
and their vision was golden
in perfect time the silence died
the smoke had risen unfoldin
a disrespect to a foe
or better yet his whole crew
of female dog faking tricks
a group of fakes I once knew
so satisfied and laughin
smilin yellin out their curses
they slowly drove away
with yet more tales for their verses
this foe that I speak of
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well he couldn't avoid his demise
so he threw himself in prison
and in that place he resides
hidin from the truth
and preaching lies cuz he's blinded
always searching for the youth
the young and feeble weak minded
so they could do his work
keep the dirt off his hands
but they won't stop until
he's vanished and disappeared from these lands

(Chorus- Ese 40'z)
People kill things everyday
like from life to idle time
and some things die anyway
like from life to idle minds

It couldn't really hurt to die
no more than it hurts to live
the people left always cry
when there's nothing left to give

Death is just the final sleep
from dust to dirt we go
in little piles that dirt we sweep
and still the wind outside blows

And the wind kills time itself
it eats away at this earth
and everything once known as wealth
the wind will turn to fuckin dirt

So to know death is to know the wind
that whispers through the trees
and death is just another friend
dat be blowing on the breeze

(Lazy's Verse)
811 South
where they drink and they tweek
lookin out for gun shots and the cops when they creep
bullet holes everywhere
from the walls to the door
tweekin trippin paranoia
while we slept on the floor
gage up in the closet
and a nine in the drawer
posted up outside
for those times at war
then a dance with the devil
is a death from the wind
playin russian roulette
with the reapers of sin
from the county to the pen
in time you try to spend
when it goes and it goes
and it goes once again
know the rules and don't pretend
fuck a mutt and fuck a friend
only homies down with them
fuck a rap cuz this is real
only shit that you could feel
fuck the money fuck a deal
this is life and livin real
for my souljahs in the streets
crazy flows on what I speak
out the darkness on the creep
3rd street souljahs rollin deep
kill our rivals what you think
cheers to death now have a drink
see my stories when I speak
time to die now go to sleep
so when you dance with the devil
you better know your steps
or else you'll live your whole life
in a mess of regret
the stories that you heard
are based on true words
from the facts from the past
Ese 40'z bring it back

(Chorus 1x)