Death Before Dishonor

Always and for all days, death before

Always and for all days, death before dishonor

Coming back as long as I can still see

If you got static fuck tryna steal me

Shit, you gon' have to kill me

If somebody start capping, ain't no telling what could happen

Once my emotions erupt

If shots make me duck

That's when I'ma have to fuck you up

It's like, uh, ah

Motherfucker can't fight the feeling the way I'ma fuck 'em

Have an orgasm before the org has him

Killed him as if a four-five bucked him

Talk about a man being scared

I done killed him, he dead and his tomb still shaking

Hit him in his body and his head

Now he found up in heaven with the wound still aching

I wonder if his voice still breaking?

Better be 'cause I readily hit him with gats and styles that's heavily

Armed, dangerous and deadly

Them ahead of me received two holes like a letter B

Better you instead of me

Break our peace can increase your chances

To delete your advances

If it's faint, I can paint this piece on canvas

With a paintbrush that a **** can't trust

Like a god so I can't rust, won't crush

If you ever heard about a crew that can't bust

Then motherfucker it ain't us, don't touch

A mic or a gun if you ain't gon' use it, do it

Claiming your weapon's a TEC and you got 'em ejecting fluid, prove it

'Cause no matter who it is

K-Town to Westside, we'll leave a bitch shedding tears

The young kill every day, the old itching to kill

'Cause they ain't left a **** dead in years

Shoot him dead in his

This style of flow is a vocal kinda cold, make a chest ripple

They get a call from the sky if they all don't die

Better leave the rest crippled

Always and for all days, death before dishonor

Coming back as long as I can still see

If you got static fuck tryna steal me

Shit, you gon' have to kill me

If somebody start capping, ain't no telling what could happen

Once my emotions erupt

If shots make me duck

That's when I'ma have to fuck you up

Always and for all days, death before dishonor

Coming back as long as I can still see

If you got static fuck tryna steal me

Shit, you gon' have to kill me

If somebody start capping, ain't no telling what could happen

Once my emotions erupt

If shots make me duck

That's when I'ma have to fuck you up

Life is priceless, if you try to take mine, leaving motherfuckers cold as a crisis

With a technique as old as Isis and mics as my control devices

Or do I gotta get involved into some **** shit?

Show the bigger dick with the thicker clique

They be hazardous if they let the trigger click

You don't benefit if a **** get

Full of rage, even if it's just a little bit

So go on with the riddle shit

If you got some stress then get it off your chest

And we can take it to the middle, bitch, and go on get it on

And I bet you that the outcome is that I'm leaving **** out done, cut up

But last night I seen a motherfucker outrun

Just because he let his mouth run, so shut up

And sit back if you know what's good for you

I could still overthrow you

I don't give a fuck about the fact that the hood know you

Don't make a **** have to show you

That I'ma die before I let you make a ass of me

Snipe as if he took a blast at me and cause tragedy

That was how it was and that was how it is

And that's the way it has to be

Always and for all days, death before dishonor

Coming back as long as I can still see

If you got static, fuck tryna steal me

Shit, you gon' have to kill me

If somebody start capping, ain't no telling what could happen

Once my emotions erupt

If shots make me duck

That's when I'ma have to fuck you up

Always and for all days, death before dishonor

Coming back as long as I can still see

If you got static fuck tryna steal me

Shit, you gon' have to kill me

If somebody start capping, ain't no telling what could happen

Once my emotions erupt

If shots make me duck

That's when I'ma have to fuck you up

It's like, uh, ah

Sit back and let shit I say marinate

I pull the stage curtain back like Norman Bates, performing hate

Smoking on some reefer, preparing fate

It's a constant scuffle for us

White boy with the shit, hit licks in the hustle for us

My **** lucky made him bleed from us

If you proceed to bust, if you a different type of breed from us

So pay the **** y'all need yo hush

Two straight to your brain to mean pain's inflicted

Even if it ain't things, I draw at point blank range

Till my brain is wicked

Ain't even lived out a quarter of your lifetime

Try to push product and ain't serving the right kind

Ain't striving to write rhymes, but I'ma straighten your lifeline

Through the pipeline of a vocal combustion, plus I'm with killers

Jaw stealers, throw builders, rushing parties, bloody body chillers

Pretty casket fillers

'Cause these **** here got their shit together

We kept paying the creator's way

You don't gotta be on, but then again, whatever

Always and for all days, death before dishonor

Coming back as long as I can still see

If you got static fuck tryna steal me

Shit, you gon' have to kill me

If somebody start capping, ain't no telling what could happen

Once my emotions erupt

If shots make me duck

That's when I'ma have to fuck you up

Always and for all days, death before dishonor

Coming back as long as I can still see

If you got static fuck tryna steal me

Shit, you gon' have to kill me

If somebody start capping, ain't no telling what could happen

Once my emotions erupt

If shots make me duck

That's when I'ma have to fuck you up