Текст Struggle Jennings – Death Before Dishonor

Struggle Jennings:
Ah, excuse me honor, but it’s death before dishonor
Ha ha ha…

I run to the flame, reaching in the fire

Jelly Roll:
Drug dealers and pill poppers
See that’s my real partners
Still robbin’, still mobbin’
All my partners is still poppin’
Phil Collins, I feel it in the air
And I came from the bottom, made a killin’ in a year
I feel like it can’t be done if I can’t do it
Had a hell of of a run, left the top like Ray Lewis
Can believe this shit, all this lean I sip
Keep the 40 on my hip, with this king sized clip
And God knows, if the feds come and pick me up
Then it ain’t no negotiatin’ I’m goin’ for sixty months
My partner blew trial, the game isn’t right
Told the judge to fuck himself right after they gave him life

Struggle Jennings:
I run to the flame, reaching in the fire
Standing at the alter, am I preaching to the choir
Lord to these streets, they led me to the slaughter

A born gangster, father at the heart
Had a daughter at the start
So we try to hustle smart
Got a plug made the call
Call the ones you trust the most
Only the ones that can stab you
Is the ones you let close, uh
Made a toast time to pledge family first
Loyalty was a strong suit, love was his curse
He wanted his guy to prosper
But his guy want his spot
So he was playin’ that part
Like he was actin’ for an Oscar
Kevin Costner, the imposter
Jealous hearts conquer
But appear so strong with six shots in the revolver
Dressed up like a robber, hit for half a million dollars
Reign in the karma, click, death before dishonor

I run to the flame, reaching in the fire
Standing at the alter, am I preaching to the choir
Lord to these streets, they led me to the slaughter
Excuse me your honor but it’s death before dishonor
Run into the flame, reaching in the fire
Standing at the alter, am I preaching to the choir
Lord to these streets, they led me to the slaughter
Excuse me your honor but it’s death before dishonor