Tekst:
Killed In Action

Le spie uccidono i presidenti nei letti delle loro amanti quando i fucili si inceppano nelle trincee lungo la frontiera i trafficanti di armi nascondono

I live in the middle of a combat zone And I?m too scared to pick up the phone I went to the market, to fill up my heart Now I?m in a coma, state of the

Le spie uccidono i presidenti nei letti delle loro amanti quando i fucili si inceppano nelle trincee lungo la frontiera i trafficanti di armi nascondono

I live in the middle of a combat zone And I?m too scared to pick up the phone I went to the market, to fill up my heart Now I?m in a coma, state of the

What's with all these emcee's stealing beats for cash? glamorizing ghetto bullshit to hide your lack of skills. wack-em-cees's. convincing all the youth

re in toledo sitting on your ass. why can't you just fix our house? we pay rent like everyone else. why can't you just fix our house. we want respect and demand action

Wait, I really don't have the guts for this It must have been abstracted with my appendix Or maybe it grows with my wisdom teeth Wait, it might be such

life but you have not a chance Violence runs in their blood Tear you apart as they rip out your heart You've come to the wrong neighborhood Kill as

her You niggas are gelatin, peanuts to an elephant I got through that sentence like a subject and a predicate Yeah, with a swagg' you would kill for