La Coka Nostra - Gravesend | Текст песни

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Where do gangstas go when they dien
They don't go to heaven where the angels flyn
Where do gangstas go when they dien
They don't go to heaven where the angels flyn
Where do gangstas go when they dien
They don't go to heaven where the angels flyn
Where do gangstas go when they dien
They don't go to heaven where the angels flyn
Where do gangstas go when they dien
They don't go to heaven where the angels flyn
Where do gangstas go when they dien
They don't go to heaven where the angels flynn
As the guitar gently weeps, my Riviera streaksn
Into the night like a bat outta helln
All the wishes in the well couldn't keep me from my celln
I'm feeling paranoid,
I couldn't trust my clientele
The Marlboro blows,
I blow the smoke through my nosen
You reep what you sow and Lord I known
I took route 87, upstate New Yorkn
I'm feeling like I sinned so I must be getting softn
Got an angel on my right, the devil on my leftn
Conscious being on my brain for every single deathn
I'm seeing ghosts, I'm being haunted like the tell tale heartn
I'm on the road alone, headlights in the darkn
I never ever ratted, kept my mouth shutn
Bad karma all around and I'm running out of luckn
Next soldier wants my job, better watch my backn
Or I'll be the one in the trunk getting whackednn
Where do gangstas go when they dien
They don't go to heaven where the angels flyn
Where do gangstas go when they dien
They don't go to heaven where the angels flyn
Where do gangstas go when they dien
They don't go to heaven where the angels flyn
Where do gangstas go when they dien
They don't go to heaven where the angels flynn
[Everlast]
Flat footer on the street, rookie on the beatn
Looking for the crack spot, trying to hit a jackpotn
Have not, want not, gun shot, *Blough*n
Dirty cop on the prowl, it's all legaln
Fuck karma chameleon, Irish, Siciliann
Heritage since birth, sold my soul for what it's worth
From London to Perth, Tokyo to Parisn
Caught in The Abyss like my name was Ed Harrisn
Trying to build this palace, heart's full of malicen
My soul's corrupt, I'm about to eruptnInternal investigation's got me facingn
Twenty-five to life, I'm thinking kids and wifen
They cut me up, rough me up and sweat my connectionnNow they got us all under witness protectionnnWhere do gangstas go when they dien
They don't go to heaven where the angels flyn
Where do gangstas go when they dien
They don't go to heaven where the angels flyn
Where do gangstas go when they dien
They don't go to heaven where the angels flyn
Where do gangstas go when they dien
They don't go to heaven where the angels flynn
Before there was a lotto his people took your numbersn
Odds on the game, the point spreads over, undersnWent to private school educated by nunsn
But like a pagan, lost his faith through the Gods of the guns
A heist like the Briks, he iced ladies like rinksn
From pocket books to the minks, thought they'd never see the clinkn
Slapped on the wrist, his case was dismissedn
You see money talks, yo, it pays if you're rich popsn
Grease the bulls just to bribe the judgen
Should have scared 'em straight, should of gave 'em tough love
But that's when they hauled him from the jury to the wardenn
Everybody had a price but this time they can't afford 'emnn
Where do gangstas go when they dien
They don't go to heaven where the angels flyn
Where do gangstas go when they dien
They don't go to heaven where the angels flyn
Where do gangstas go when they dien
They don't go to heaven where the angels flyn
Where do gangstas go when they dien
They don't go to heaven where the angels flyn
Where do gangstas go when they dien
They don't go to heaven where the angels flyn
Where do gangstas go when they dien
They don't go to heaven where the angels flyn
Where do gangstas go when they dien
They don't go to heaven where the angels flyn
Where do gangstas go when they dien
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly

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