Death Before Dishonor lyrics

[Intro]
Always ever, all days, death bef-

[Hook]
Always ever, all day, death before dishonor
Comin' back as long as I can still see if you got static
f*ck tryin' to steal me, sh*t, you gon' have to kill me
If somebody start cappin', ain't no tellin' what can happen once my emotions erupt
If shots make me duck, that’s when I'mma have to f*ck you up

[Verse 1]
It's like "Uh, ah!"
Muthaf*cka can't fight the feelin', the way I'mma f*ck him
Have an orgasm and before the morgue has him killed him as if a four-five bucked him
Talk about a man being scared
I done killed him, he dead in his tomb, still shakin’
Hit him in his body, and his head
Now he found up in heaven, with the wound still achin'
I wonder, if his voice still breakin'
Better be 'cause I readily
Hit him with gats and styles, that's heavily
Armed and dangerous and deadly
Them ahead of me receive 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 paint brush that a n*gga can't trust
Like a god, so I can't rush, won't crush
If you ever heard about a crew that can't bust, then muthaf*cka it ain't us, don’t touch
A mic or a gun, if you ain't gonna use it, do it
Claimin’ your weapons and TEC
And you gonna be ejecting fluid, prove it
Cause no matter who it -
Is, K-Town and Westside’ll leave a b*tch sheddin’ tears
The young kill everyday, the old itchin’ to kill, ‘cause they ain't left n*gga, dead in years
Shoot him dead in his {head}
This style of flow, is a verbal Calico, make a chest ripple
They get a call from the sky, if they all don’t die, better leave the rest crippled
[Hook]
Always ever, all day, death before dishonor
Comin' back as long as I can still see if you got static
f*ck tryin' to steal me, sh*t, you gon' have to kill me
If somebody start cappin', ain't no tellin' what can happen once my emotions erupt
If shots make me duck, that’s when I'mma have to f*ck you up
Always ever, all day, death before dishonor
Comin' back as long as I can still see if you got static
f*ck tryin' to steal me, sh*t, you gon' have to kill me
If somebody start cappin', ain't no tellin' what can happen once my emotions erupt
If shots make me duck, that’s when I'mma have to f*ck you up

[Verse 2]
Life is priceless, if you try to take mine, leavin’ muthaf*ckaz cold, as a crisis
With a technique as old as Isis, and mics as my control devices
Or, do I gotta get off into some n*gga sh*t? Show the bigger di*k , with a thicker clique
That'd be hazardous, if I let the trigger click, you don’t benefit, if a n*gga get
Off on the rage, even if it’s just a little bit, so go’on with the riddle sh*t
If you got something to stress, then get it off your chest, and we can take it to the middle, b*tch and go on
Get it on, and I bet you that the outcome is that I'm leavin’ n*ggas outdone, cut up
Bullets hard to see a muthaf*cka outrun, just because he let his mouth run, shut up
And sit back if you know what's good for you, I can still overthrow you
I don’t give a f*ck about the fact, that the hood know you, don’t make a n*gga have to show you
That I’mma die, before I let you make an ass of me, snap as if you took a blast at me, and cause tragedy
That was how it was, that was how it is, and that's the way it has to be, (always ever, all day, death be...)
[Hook]
Always ever, all day, death before dishonor
Comin' back as long as I can still see if you got static
f*ck tryin' to steal me, sh*t, you gon' have to kill me
If somebody start cappin', ain't no tellin' what can happen once my emotions erupt
If shots make me duck, that’s when I'mma have to f*ck you up
Always ever, all day, death before dishonor
Comin' back as long as I can still see if you got static
f*ck tryin' to steal me, sh*t, you gon' have to kill me
If somebody start cappin', ain't no tellin' what can happen once my emotions erupt
If shots make me duck, that’s when I'mma have to f*ck you up

[Verse 3]
It's like "Uh, ah!"
Sit back and let the sh*t I say marinate
I pull the stage curtain back like Norman Bates, performin’ hate
Smokin’ on some reefer, preparin’ fate
It's a constant scuffle for us
White boys with the sh*t, hittin’ licks in the hustle for us
My n*gga lucky, made him bleed for months
If you proceed to bust, if you a different type of breed from us
So petty n*ggas, y’all need to hush
Two straight to you brain’ll mean pain’s inflicted
Even if it ain't thangz, a joint point-blank range, ’til my brain is wicked
Ain't even lived out a quarter of your lifetime tryna push product
And ain't servin’ the right kind, ain't strivin’ to write rhymes
But I’mma straighten yo’ life-line
Through the pipeline of a vocal combustion, plus I’m with killers
Jaw stealers, flow builder rushin’ parties, bloody body, chillers
Pretty casket fillers
'Cause these n*ggas here got their sh*t together
We campaign the Creator's Way
It don’t gotta be on, but then again, whatever!
[Hook]
Always ever, all day, death before dishonor
Comin' back as long as I can still see if you got static
f*ck tryin' to steal me, sh*t, you gon' have to kill me
If somebody start cappin', ain't no tellin' what can happen once my emotions erupt
If shots make me duck, that’s when I'mma have to f*ck you up
Always ever, all day, death before dishonor
Comin' back as long as I can still see if you got static
f*ck tryin' to steal me, sh*t, you gon' have to kill me
If somebody start cappin', ain't no tellin' what can happen once my emotions erupt
If shots make me duck, that’s when I'mma have to f*ck you up