• Tag Archives Grim Reaper
  • Ice Cube – Nobody Wants To Die (Mafia III Trailer)

    [Intro]
    Everybody wants to go to Heaven
    Y’all thought I was soft as cotton
    Everybody wants to go to Heaven
    Messed around and forgot I was rotten
    Everybody wants to go to Heaven
    You know my resume
    You tell ’em I’m on my way
    But nobody (You tell ’em, I’m on my way)
    Ah nobody wants to die

    [Verse 1]
    I keep my mind on my money, I keep my hand on my gunny
    Don’t get to playin’ with sonny, unless you Playboy Bunny
    I’ll put four in your tummy, tap two in your brain
    See the man ain’t playing, if you think it’s a game
    Haters whisper my name, suckers want what I slang
    Arrogant and I’m vain, DA want me to hang
    But let me explain, like Abel and Cain
    That the black Grim Reaper is not my brother’s keeper
    Revenge, revenge a killer’s on a binge of revenge
    It depends if I can live with my sins
    Lose family and friends (lost em all)
    Now you got to lose life and limb, spit phlegm on them
    Got the code of Rakim, homey, jokes ain’t allowed
    And you boy ain’t scared to move the crowd with something loud
    If you doubt what I’m about, go ahead an run your mouth
    I’m the last thing you see when your time is running out, trick

    [Hook]
    Everybody wants to go to Heaven
    I’ll send you fast boy, with a blast boy (first class, boy)
    Everybody wants to go to Heaven
    Messin’ with the wrong one, send you on that long run
    Everybody wants to go to Heaven (I ain’t the one, son)
    Pop you like a pro, now you good to go (yeah)
    But nobody (Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody)
    Ah nobody wants to die

    [Verse 2]
    You forgot where I come from, you forgot what I do
    You forgot what you was sayin’, cuz I’m blockin’ your view
    Now I got you on cue, you about to turn blue
    Get around me now you actin’ like my little nephew
    Boy what you wan’ do? You ain’t gon’ do ish
    But go take a ish, is ’bout as funky as it get
    Now I’ma have to admit, that I was prolly too nice
    But take my advice or I’ll take your life
    Now if you still wanna slice, let’s start with the fingers
    Let’s move to the toes, and end with the penis
    See men are from Mars, now you from Venus
    How dumb you got to be tryin’ to think with the genius
    It’s the big payback, you can’t clown James Brown
    See a brother been down ever since Jamestown
    You either swim or you’re drowned, you either gagged or you’re bound
    Now you can’t make a sound, boy look at you now

    [Hook]
    Everybody wants to go to Heaven
    I’ll send you fast boy, with a blast boy (first class, boy)
    Everybody wants to go to Heaven
    Messin’ with the wrong one, send you on that long run
    Everybody wants to go to Heaven (I ain’t the one, Crip)
    Pop you like a pro, now you good to go (Go on)
    But nobody (Nobody, na)
    Ah nobody wants to die


  • Czarface – Two In The Chest letras

    [Verse 1: Esoteric]
    You know the age old saying [?] role playing
    Leave an a-hole in the k-hole praying
    Newsflash, this is how an emcee sound
    I put it down like no look dunks from Dee Brown
    We in the house
    [?] two doors down from two tours now
    Evil as Luthor’s style, the crew’s all wild
    The price of death never been cheaper
    And you ain’t gotta notify to fight your next of kin neither
    You can’t sleep ’cause the ink keeper is the Grim Reaper
    I’m a sin eater, Czarface the ringleader
    Bust a nine millimeter rhyme at your two-seater
    Crush your spine with a lethal line, you’re a an easy bleeder
    I’m a mind reader so I transform the streets off
    Wide-eyed looking at bodies like you’re complete soft
    My pen ain’t deadly, depending on how the beats are
    Steady ’cause I made it explosive, you know how [?] are
    Each bar leave a deep scar, we spar
    In the East where the beasts are
    Catch my metaphors kind of like Bautista
    Respect authority, I’m throwing up a police car
    Rugged flows, I’m Eleven with the bloody nose
    Telekinetic, you rapping telepathatic
    I bring stranger things
    You’d think a demon was arranging things
    Godly king
    My change of rings smash my angel wings
    I’m a nice guy, but only off the track when I don’t rap
    You better dip, no Cumberbatch
    If the beat cut the right feeling like [?]
    I might just hit you like two in the chest

    [Verse 2: Inspectah Duck]
    (Yeah, Czarface, face off)
    G in the game, youngins ain’t being the same
    No, you couldn’t be me without feeling my pain
    Throw up the grind, snake eye, notice the shine
    Hit ’em with a quick clip like I’m posting a Vine
    Off of the bread, violators, off with their head
    Rather walk off to lead before talking to Feds
    Working your brain, fast life, merging my lane
    How I crush up the base like I’m serving ’em ‘caine
    Hate if you will, I still get ’em papers and chill
    Baggy jeans sag really, that’s the way of the build
    Swim with the shark, boy, you getting lit from the start
    Saying life’s like a movie and I’m living the part
    Deckers of beasts, naturally they envy me
    Living these lines, you swear that I’m on NZT
    Dude is a vet, INS schooling the best
    Lose your breath when I hit you like two in the chest
    Hit you like two in the chest, hit you like two in the chest