Death Becomes You

Pete Rock And Cl Smooth

To bring you down, bust it off

To bring you down

Uh, make shot one time for the Mecca don

To bring you down and the Soul Brother number one

To bring you down

Y'all get done with the YG Menace II Society

To bring you down, feel the real steel, the hot metal

To bring you down, to bring you down

It's the Killa Bee, kill rugged, skill vest often

And land your fuckin' asses in a coffin, what?

You see cold steel, you niggaz wanna mill' like Shaquille O' Neal

Bullets are real, cock it back and then I peal off

Fuck the kamikaze Mecca is on the shotty hottie

The cops are runnin' white chalk around your dead body

Abandon ship, niggaz are ready to flip and bag a punk

They can't fight next night, twistalism by your grave sight

Over, yes, you over six feet under

You see, I'm not at ease you're diseased

A reason for the treason, hunt season I'm from rabbit ordeal

Where niggaz kick the beer loungin' off block

Till the early morn', word is bond, another brother gone

Would've been bullshit, quick talkin' with nines and banana clips

For million with bloodshed, the color red, two through the fuckin' head

Man, you're dead, death becomes you

So listen, to bring you down

So listen, to bring you down

So listen, to bring you down

So listen, to bring you down

So listen, to bring you down

So listen, to bring you down

So listen, to bring you down

So listen, to bring you down

Infrareds locked on yo' heads, here come the feds

Freeze now when I squeeze hot metal breeze

Right through your arteries to bring you to your knees

I think he's dyin' black

I got the track to send you silly ass niggaz back

Snatch you hoe, stab you pimp and watch him limp away

I fiend luchi till I'm fucked up old and gray

Hey, dog, I send you to the morgue

I'm from the Vernon ville blood spills shells drop

And when it go pop, pop, my glock hit that niggaz nut

'Cause I'm one of the hard ox's smokin'

Motherfuckers like crack rocks huh, so back up

Be ghost when I keep my toast murder she wrote, yo

Fully equipped with this death blow, flippin'

Because I'm on the level like the rebel

Crazy bodies and tombstones

Straight to the devil nigga light in ya bed's right

Because ya tune from me let miss due

Strictly nigga death becomes you

So listen, to bring you down

So listen, to bring you down

So listen, to bring you down

So listen, to bring you down

So listen, to bring you down

So listen, to bring you down

So listen, to bring you down

So listen, to bring you down

So listen to what we say

Because this type a shit it happens everyday