When Death Becomes U (feat. 50 Cent)

There's nowhere to run to when death becomes U

Some say, your soul may burn in the flame

Can front if you want to, but **** who murk you

Will come to your tombstone and piss on your grave

You a rider, right? Down to ride tonight?

****, you gon' ride or you gon' die tonight

****, cock the steel, this is kill or be killed

****, shit is real in the field

What's the procedures, ****, when you got a hammer in your mouth?

When you lay down and cry, when you stand up and die

Like the man that I am, FIRE

Yes, yes, give him the whole thing

I'm a legend in the town

Now, since you're all gangstered up, let's get the fuck down

Big Bill dancing, I'm repping for Buck Town

**** see me dumb, I'm coming, clutching a pound

Don't worry 'bout my whereabouts

(Don't worry 'bout it)

We air 'em out, clear 'em out

Yes, yes

The pressure's on now, you need to get your hammers up

Th-th-th-th-that's what's up

You too tough, ****, you done, wrap it up

Brownsville, cl-cl-cl-clap it up

Fif' put in the call

We ready to brawl

With everyone of you all

Yes, yes

There's nowhere to run to when death becomes U

Some say, your soul may burn in the flame

Can front if you want to, but **** who murk you

Will come to your tombstone and piss on your grave

You a rider, right? Down to ride tonight?

****, you gon' ride or you gon' die tonight

****, cock the steel, this is kill or be killed

****, shit is real in the field

You got these young **** hollering, murderer

Copper chops on my block like, block-ah, block-ah, block-ah

**** don't give a fuck, I seen a **** shoot my moms

Right in front of my motherfucking face

See, in the 'ville, ain't no such thing as a stray bullet

When your index finger on that trigger and you pull it

Slugs ain't never outta season

All you gotta do is give a motherfucker one reason, huh

Bloodstains on the cement

Same place he stood, that's where you leave him

And don't back it out, unless you're squeezing off with your gun

'Cause you gon' get your punk ass robbed when you're young

You know the drill, I'ma give your ass three seconds to bounce

And you better not talk, ****, run

(One) Fuck that

(Punk bitch) Rest in piss

There's nowhere to run to when death becomes U

Some say, your soul may burn in the flame

Can front if you want to, but **** who murk you

Will come to your tombstone and piss on your grave

You a rider, right? Down to ride tonight?

****, you gon' ride or you gon' die tonight

****, cock the steel, this is kill or be killed

****, shit is real in the field