Everybody Diez Lyrics - Abk

Everybody dies 

Everybody dies 

[Jamie Madrox] 

Patchwork, sewn together from dues to dirt 

From earthgrown and weather conditions of the desert 

And everyone's a part of it, some more then others 

Sons, daughters, and brothers, laywers, accountants, and even grandmothers 

New comers and old faces, people of any races, and familiar places 

Parents and teachers, prostitutes and preachers 

Throw ya hands to the sky and pray that he can see us 

Living how we got to live, and doing what we got to do 

Praying for another day so we can fight and make it through 

Some of us are designed for crimes, some of us designed for rhymes 

Still we congregate in unemployment lines 

One of a kind, and still kinda strange, same book, same world 

Just we on another page. (one more time) 

One of a kind, and still kinda strange, same book, same world 

Just we on another page... 

[Chorus x2] 

Come on, we on another page 

(Everybody dies) 

Come on, we on another page 

(Everybody dies) 

[Monoxide Child] 

Once I lit a smoke off a bitch I fried 

And I ashed it in her face when she died 

Who you bitches you calling regular when you out of my zone? 

Like a celluar phone that's stuck on roam, now get ya mind blown 

That's me and my man at your door, and we looking for a reason to start the war 

You should of never tried to take a stab at us 

And you never should of rapped on us 

We see the game from way the others hurried and rush 

We broke them down, rolled them up, sparked the flame and smoked them all in the dust, what? 

You couldn't touch me bitch, not even if you wanted when it's supposed to 

Bitch I'll have your whole block haunted 

Flaunt us like the beans in your chilli, we all know the really really 

Monoxide slap your girlfriend silly 

Big Willie get your throat cut and left bleeding 

While my homeboy's banging your girl, while ya leaving 

[Chorus x2] 

Come on, we on another page 

(Everybody dies) 

Come on, we on another page 

(Everybody dies) 

[Bushwick Bill] 

What ya looking at, where ya bitch at? 

I'll make her bounce on till the back's up 

Thinking you're something that your other playas tap off 

Holes in your stomach, till your whole waist snap off 

Pour on some 'nac, bite the bottle cap off 

Hate it with a passion when a bitch nigga act off 

Ride on ya hood everyday and never slack off 

Never let it get squash, never let it slide 

Die mothafucka, die mothafucka, die 

[Anybody Killa] 

Flip through a couple pages, looking into my background 

All you see is the dead around 

Daddy always said there'd be days like this 

Now daddy's dead and gone cause he was granted his only wish 

I can't believe all the drama when it comes to death 

Ain't nothing you can do but pay respect 

Slip into the afterlife, feeling light as a feather 

Everybody dies, so quit acting like you livin' forever 

[Chorus x2] 

Come on, we on another page 

(Everybody dies) 

Come on, we on another page 

(Everybody dies)