Endless nights Painfull dreams They show your real face You're are looking for the bright day. The time without fear. Without fear on your own face.
翻訳: ドクターデス. リアルフェイス.
outside There ain't no escapin' the Reaper so don't try Go ahead, close ya eyes, who the next to step? Face down, hit, bleedin' on the steps a death
I smoke Money satisfy half of my mood, then there's a part of me That's distant, quiet, the most dangerous side of me I'm twisted like, Dr. Death, Kevorkian
your back, and like you saw death Lost breath, I left you in shock You was amazed how the glock raised from the waist Got blazed in your face, was about
I'll play the bitches just like y'all Like Dr. J played basketball You can call me Too, don't say it twice You'll get me real mad and I'll fuck your
out, to drip-drip dry we be slip-slip ride through the Town doin high-bys when the yak hit my face it's like a hamburger kill we'll be real what
Mary J. Blige sings in the background] .. [Dr. Dre] Since you finishin em early, what posessed you to start him? We made a vow - later we'll regret til death
Intro: Yeah, whattup, this is Dr. Dre The party's goin on Thank God it's Friday ["Buck buck buck buck booyaka shan!" - KRS One" repeat 4X] Chorus:
Kaboom! and everybody dies outside there aint no escapin the Reaper so dont try Go ahead, close ya eyes, who the next to step? Face down, hit, bleedin on the steps a death
crucified Na Nah na nah 2x Now I was baptized in the blood of the devil himself Thats why the reason for my life is always followed by death Take hold
lookin' hard But won't realize that they will never see the P You must be goin' blind Give me my money in stacks and lace my bitches with 9 figures Real
Grand Puba, Lord Jamar, Sadat X, Alamo Raised in the ghetto singin' songs called survival I'm only bringin' you the real Grand Puba, Lord Jamar, Sadat
ride later do me ooh wee now back to rap 2 Lincoln continentals sittin back to back Leavin Jersey City naw nigga Hackensack Where's that somewhere where the crackers at Real
that G-unit spinner when you come to L.A. I have a nigga parkin cars, dressed up like valet He gonna turn back pastor when the gun in his face The real
death is all round like a ghost town Perhaps you know I acts a fool if I have to Can you comprehend or adapt to Respect to the death row inmates Death
Mary J. Blige sings in the background*} .. [Dr. Dre] Since you finishin em early, what posessed you to start him? We made a vow - later we'll regret til death
