Dead Men Tell No Tales - The New Law

This is it! Breaking up or breaking through Breaking something's all we can do Shoot straight, travel far Stone crazy's all we ever are But I don't care for lies And I won't tell you twice Because when all else fails Dead men tell no tales Shooting up away and back A bit of guts is all that you lack Far behind the stable door I know you've met that horse before But I don't care for skag And this sure ain't no blag At the end of all tracks and trails Dead men tell no tales, come on You used to be my friend But that friendship's coming to an end My meaning must be clear You know pity is all that you hear 'Cause if you're doing smack You won't be coming back I ain't the one to make you bail Dead men tell no tales Tell no tale Tell no tales Tell no tale Tell no tales

In the eye of the beholder, The soldier begins the war. Fore score and seven bullets You hit the floor. Hit the outdoor, The darkness frightens you even more, I'm here to enlighten you with the hard-core. Bring it raw, Like the red dead meat up in your plate, And I'll fill you up with the energy The Hill creates. I get sticky Like the green bag of the bom diggy, Now I'm fuckin with your head And you're realizing its tricky. Got you paranoid fellin the void, You can't take it, Or avoid being destroyed freakazoid. Toyed with your mind all styles deployed You find danger, In the stranger eye's the killin comes second nature. Your battlefield of the mind is falling Now who you callin out for help, And all your fuckin yellin is to your self. Crawlin and beggin for mercy means nothing When your bluffin I'm pushin the button And straight dumpin on fools frontin. (HOOK) Warpigs you dig, SIG kickin up Mr. Big Take a sip of wine Engage in a battle of the mind. You're feelin the force Right from the source, Ain't no remorse, Your head is getting fucked And I'm skippin the intercourse. Behold the white horse Your taking a loss neighbor, Got the nina ross, Don't lean across my fuckin paper. Chase a green back gladiator Terminator, seed germinator The greater the risk you fuckin hater. Hit you the psychobeta Clickin the fader slow, with the high low Servin a blow who got the glow. Dead men tell no tales You fail to see the reason, I'm easin to squeeze the grigger Go figure its killin season.

No matter how the stories switched It's still gon be true Story of a black boy Ima tell es to you Born in the 502 With a mother No father Everybody on his ass Making his life harder Spent most his childhood Watching mom get abused Ain't have no choice He couldn't help He was small as a shoe Grew older All his anger It just stuffed in a bottle If somebody piss him off He gon go full throttle 14 he been in and out of jail No help The so called family that he had Left him all by himself See where that love get you? It get you hurt They don't really love you Till they know yo body in the dirt Now you grew up wit no father figure Momma gone She out the picture Put yo pain up in a swisher Hoping you can heal quicker Fell in love wit a bitch You thought she had yo best interest Broke yo heart And got into yo head Now you wanna end it She had you like a lock She's the one who had the key You couldn't leave her if u wanted Now you stuck just like a tree She cheated Lied to yo face All her feelings was so fake All the heart you had inside You let this bitch take it away Fuck everybody Run right to the streets To heal the pain Streets don't love nobody Niggas out here really be some lames You had a friend his name was jay And y'all still friends up till this day Who would think the day he'll go behind your back Would come to play But sad to say He try to put you on a lic To get you paid But who a kno the one you call yo brother Lien to yo face So you tap n You gonna hit the lic You grab the strap and You thinkin this the last one Then it's back to rappin Go and grab the ski Call jay say you ready Desert eagle fully loaded Turn his brains into spaghetti He tell u wat the addy is He'll meet you at the corner Y'all gon rob a older nigga Make a plan Let's get some order He gon go thru the back While u get right thru the front He tryna get you high He put k 2 in the blunt But u get a lil feelin That this nigga tryin somethin That's yo brother so you trust em But yo gut it says enough So you gon on wit the plan Bc you know it's fishy And jay he got a anger problem He gon shoot until it's empty But u never lacking Keep a 30 clip up in the semi You say if you die You dont give a fuck Jay comin wit me So y'all go on wit the lic And it's all successful So jay he wanna celebrate But u got a head full Shit goin thru yo brain You don't know what to think Yo nigga tryna plot on you And now he offering drinks But u jus wanna see How tf his plan gon go The semi in the car trunk But the glock on you tho Next thing you at the light And a truck pull up Look right to yo left And boom jay let it go