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Alrato Similar to death in the cradle Fifteen year old girl killed in a car accident Two Hispanic boys shot in a drive-by shooting Three people killed after hostage situation turns fatal Organized crime families, the cycle never dies Deadly power struggle, crime, drogas and time Story about a once beautiful lady Strunk out on coca as she begins to act shady This is also a story about a homie that liked to rob Eventually motivated to go and join the mob The secrets don't stop there, it all becomes a nightmare Cuz little did they expect to be laying under the dead man's blanket Get the picture, the dead man's blanket Watcha, come into my realm Baby had a psychic reading about the life she was leading There were questions, homie serious suggestions Running with the big boys all over town Collecting all the taxes, recieving all the faxes Relaying messages, more than a runner Fell in love with the captain in charge of the drogas Every single night when he was out on business She was snorting coca instead of doing dishes Baptised to the mob, youngster wants the logic Watcha little homie, I got this little project Letras de cancionesYou and my lady pick up this dope Drop my lady and the dope, don't forget to test the coke Up in the attic she began to snort No sympathy in pain if the shipment was short The boss came home with sex on his mind And a diamond set to make her his wife Indulgence on behalf of his bitch Powder on her nose, her eyes began to twitch The captain ain't no fool, he smelled the sloppy rat He grabbed her by the throat, 'where's my fucking dope at?' Mija starts to stutter, she blames in on the youngster The man that she loved had turned into a monster He didn't give a damn, all he cares about is dope Importancy of currency, the power that it shows Torture cuz no one wants to tell the truth To the chamber of pain till someone goes insanse What else is to be done in a matter like this How am I to know that they won't turn a snitch He can't have that, that's the game of death He proceeds to liquidate her with the bullet proof vest All three would die, destiny brings sadness Ambulance rolls up, let me get three dead man's blankets Just like I imagined, everyone's fortress collapsed No one could escape, everyone's time was maxed out What's it really all about Weed and deception or sinful intentions The Armageddon agent, chapter one in the book of life The dead man's blanket In a love dispute husband poisons wife Police kill innocent man reaching for his glasses Child kills mom playing with father's gun When will it all come to an end Very soon so they say Alrato From Letras Mania