Låttexter:
Him Join Me In Death

hit 'em He don't like me, hit him while wifey was with him You heard of us, the murderous, most shady Been on the low lately, the feds hate me The son

shit off, clap that kid up Stomp that kid out, don't let him get up Any block frontin', gon' wet that shit up It don't mean nuthin' to me, to me Bang

me?) Yeah bitch you so big you walked into big tanny's And stepped on Jenny Craig She picked me up to snap me like a skinny twig Put me in the headlock

over there smoking the pipe I said, "guilt will let him know what he did And you don't need to go to jail, you're just a kid. Give me the gun little

shadow of death I gotta make sure that my shoes and my outfit fresh You bitches get jealous when you see me coming Y'all would too if you see my woman

me I could hear their cries and sense their grief But was physically incapable Of responding to them in any way There was surprisingly no sensation of death

, I was still alive in Another plane of life and I struck him seven times He finally looked to the sky Shed a tear and joined me dying Looking within

suffered quite like you Christ is king (deny him) Jesus is lord (deny him) servant or slave the balance always works out the same pray for me shepard me

's why I degrade my wife Grabbed a paper plate to make a sandwich and just ate the knife My mother's screaming 'please heal him, take him straight to