Pass Away lyrics

Artist  : Terror Squad 
Song : Pass Away



 Send "Pass Away" Ringtone to your Cell 

 [Armageddon talking]

To all my, to all my, to all my, to all my

To all my peoples that passed away

Uh huh

To all my peoples that passed away, to all my, to
all my

To to to, Free sanity and wings as they cast
away



[Verse 1: Armageddon]

Sometimes I envious on peoples that past away

They so synonm, there wings being cast away

I dream so vivid, the scene shakes me fast
awake

I keep thinking maybe somethings tryna show me
how to master my faith

They say I'm deep and too complex for rap

But yo, I grew to learn theres more to life then
cars and gats

So I chose to share the light and write my bars
with that

But niggaz scared to grow so they tend to hold
you back

They take this shit that they don't understand
and call it wack

Tell you that ain't the way it goes son, thats
conscience rap

But y'all running in circles working the same old
act

And I done reaching at a level, but I'm wrong for
that

And I ain't bitching, I'm just tryna let you know
where I'm at

I'm getting old, as my son grows, so do my
raps

I feel your misery, you living off the next mans
life

He just as bad, cuz he dreams you can strengthen
his light

I wanna shout out all the two time fellas holding
guns for weak thugs

Risking their freedom, for short money and weak
love

85 is tryna earn respect from them young boys

Catching temper tantroms, having fits like young
boys

And bitches do it too, get deffensive and
peranoid

See everybody wanna have some power to
exploit

Now maybe you can tell me whos the problem at
this point

Me or you homes, I hope you following this
joint



[Hook: Tony Sunshine]

Stress free, people holla day

Just another me, to see another day

So let the slugs breathe

Easy for a day, I feel all alone while the clouds
keep ??



[2pac Talking]

All my mother fucking niggaz at? my niggaz who
down to body a nigga in this

motherfucker

All my riders, all my killers, all my
motherfuckers, holla at me man, let me

know whatsup niggaz



[2nd Verse: Armageddon]

Niggaz tryna please the crowd when they creating
their rhymes

I just be thinking out loud, y'all ain't gonna
pay me no mind

Maybe I'm living in the clouds, or just ahead of
my time

I got books of all the shit I wrote between all
the crimes

Looking back, tryna trace tracks just to see what
I find

Nothing but evidence, back to fact the world is
mine

And I ain't irrogant, I'm just Intellectually
pompous

Cuz I can super seed anything you accomplish

This nigga dry snitching like he looking for
sympathy

Nobody give a fuck about you or your history

Do you nigga?Make some shit shop a deal

Cuz that hot shit you talkin could get you popped
forreal

Take my advice, I sugested like a cotton a
meal

If not, fuck it, you can starve and keep your
eyes pealed

But, don't get me involved, I don't owe you
shit

The same goes for that little bitch thats all on
my dick

Your all just a bunch of misserable fucks

Broke, mad, drunk , high and gangsta'ed up

It's so sad, I wish that I could cry for him and
her

I'm busy mastering this ?? tryna stay up

And their ain't no looking back, I got my crazy
mind made up

My nigga L home just in time to witness me
bust

Niggaz say and speak the truth, getty thats
whatsup

Go in the booth, produce the proof, show these
niggaz how to really give up



[Hook]



[2pac Talking]

All my real ass niggaz at?

All my motherfucking riders, all my bitches in
this motherfucker

All the niggaz wit money, the niggaz who ain't
afraid to kill a nigga, holla

at a nigga, let me know where you niggaz at nigga