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(feat. Down/Kilo) [Down:] What is death? Death is the views of our religions Philosophies Political ideologies The greater unknown The ultimate truth A game of chess One false move Could be your last breath So be careful, lil' homie The time is now One choice One life There's no coming back [Chorus: Ese Daz] Your time Is now, get ready Will you Go do, slowly One choice, one life, it's death Mi mente crimena, la muerte va llegar Letras de canciones[Verse 1: Ese Daz] I'm criminal minded You been blinded Looking for your dumb homeboy, you can't find it You lost it So when death comes, will you die slow? Here comes the black crow Relax, just let it go I know you thinking of the dirt You did in the past Just like a movie, you see scenes of your life in a flash Under the street, now Getting faded with the homies Living that lifestyle, sharing all the war stories From eastside to westside, in this life Another soldier dies on the front line No second chances, like a game of chess One false move, it could be your last breath You can cheat me But you can't cheat death Try to quarterback sneak, man, put that shit to rest When it's your time, you can't outrun the beast Just take a deep breath and rest in peace [Hook: Ese Daz] Ven aqui Ave Maria, lo que tengo aqui Llego la ahora de morir Vas a llorad a vida La, la-la-la, la, la, la, la [Chorus] [Verse 2: Down] Now let me break it down, just to tell a little story Fresh out of the caja by my dead little homie Little savage homeboy, trying to make a name At the age of twelve He joined the neighborhood gang On his thirteenth birthday, he did juvenile hall You can tell he had [?] His older brothers and uncles They all gangbang So I guess it's a tradition, it's a family thang Only fifteen and a freshman in high school That's when he hit the paper and all over the news Little homie on the calle and he's all laid out Five shots to the dome, right in front of the south A little homie lo matando a los quince anos Se murio por el repe for the love of barrio My tears fall off when I tell my story How I miss my homie [Hook] [Chorus] [Verse 3: Ese Daz] Another gun cocked You hear the gunshots Another body drops A mother's heart stops Another casket closed, carried by six Another family mourns, how it'd come to this If I could have, one wish, I'd bring 'em all back They say the good die young, so I guess I'm young and bad, hun I'm real careful with my life Like a surgeon makes incesions when he uses a knife We live blind Cause sometimes we can't see So infatuated with death, it becomes reality Like my homie Jose Would always say "I'm a die real soon, going up the G way" The next week He passed away [?] boy in Boyz N The Hood, I saw him fade away When it's your time, you can't outrun the beast Just take a deep breath and rest in peace [Hook] [Chorus] From Letras Mania