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Cafй Tacuba - "You Can t Kill Me"
[Capone]
We put too much work in
Seen too many cold days, too many nights servin
Its been tried, we will survive
CNN rise, keep street ties
We got a hundred niggaz strong
A hundred niggaz armed to kill you right or wrong
You cant murder whats dead
We walk the pavement with, one in the head
[Capone]
Now what I stands for I rise for, my mans who I die for
Blows frontline in the war, despise law
Im built to be guilty, filthy, dirty, rich
Niggaz wanna kill me fore Im thirty-six
Stop my lifeline, Im tryin to hundred thousand dollar car and ice mine
Predicate felon, lifetime
Consecutive cases, no respect for racists, haters hate this
Hope to trade places, and piss where my grave is
I lay this down, I blaze this pound Ima say this now
Fuck around and Ima chastise
You aint that wise, Im out to capitalize
My cap size is nine milli, leave you slumpin back in your ride
My hood sit on bloody acres, parallel to my maker
I squeeze vertical a fiend Im servin you
What dirtll do to virginal niggaz, is get em kilt
Filled with hot lead, but not by the feds, who wanna see me dead?
[Chorus: Capone]
You cant killlll, me
We put too much work in
Seen too many cold days, too many nights hurtin
You cant killlll, me
Its been tried, we will survive
CNN rise, keep street ties
You cant killlll, me
We got a hundred niggaz strong
A hundred niggaz armed to kill you right or wrong
You cant killlll, me
You cant murder whats dead
We walk the pavement with, one in the head
[Noreaga]
I cant believe what I saw, through the eyes of the corner
I had warrants on each name, aliases in each state
I got caught, what the hell did I thought?
Turkey bacon or turkey ham, its pork
Its the same thing, you should look how I walk
The gun make me lean to the left, I saw it and repped
Look for the moment to step, Mo-e Im wet
The judge know I caught a nigga and I beat him to death
But its okay, I go jet ski in the Bay
away from New York, and go lay up in L.A.
I know intelligent niggaz that move dough
leave out of the hood, and lose all of they shit
Well I dont lose nuttin, I learned how to mix with other cultures
Other vultures, niggaz know I leave my path
Kneeds the math, its good like the Haitian hash
Its amazin, you know my nigga Maze wont crash, it go
[Chorus]
[Capone]
As long as blood in my vein flows niggaz gon hate
Wish on my death date, give my description, to the plain clothes
Rely on my fate, remain cold
Like lost souls to the crossroads, guns I been bought those
Im a legend, only if Lord knows
You cant kill me and place me in Potters Field
Yall niggaz not as real
I predict that Ima die squeezin, thug it through the five seasons
I place my trust in the heat, my higher bein
You cannot kill me, or have me leanin slumped on a project gate
with one in my stomach, barely breathin
my moms grievin, my wife cryin, my kids a bastard
I bust iron, fuck livin or dyin
Fools who work out get tight caskets
Niggaz who merk out when I spray crash kid
Thats the way that Im on it
[Chorus] - repeat to fade
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