Death Before Dishonor Lyrics

Death Before Dishonor - Omar Sterling

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INTRO

Yo Duckhorn what be the time?

7:27...real time

VERSE ONE

Death before dishonour

I promise on my honour

You do what you want but remember life is full of Karma

As a little kid I knew this shit like my grand ma

Look at me now your president like Obama

We out here in Bahamas smoking Cubanas

I came here with my girl she forgot about all the drama

She wanna introduce me to her mama

Dapper dope sterling growing money and I'm from Ghana

Happy times but we still write sad stories

Cheat your way up I call that win side glory

Victory through harmony all of us got to win

Slowly at the top all my friends have to flourish

Bring them on tour like they motherfucking tourist

They don't even rap but I can put them on the chorus

Focus on the focus everything else is bogus

Yi no low na hye no high mese me ntaadie na aye low cost

VERSE TWO

In 2001 my mom's telling her son

Always face your problems boy dont ever run

You live by the gun you will die by the gun

So when you take shots take one back like a man

In 2006 my sister fell in love

She swore this love came from up above

In few weeks later boy she was in shock

Kwaakwaalabi te No! Its not the dove

Born in the gutter

Raised in the night time

Can't see no right signs

Stuck with this mob ties

G G G G-Unit get rich or die trying

Gboyee my blood type

We how now we shining

VERSE THREE

1004 for the LOUD don't waste my high

Another big block for the watch dont waste my time

Mediocre rap music will drop don't waste a dime

Cos all this flow is for free but never mine

My best friend fell potor all I did was held him up

Last time I hit the ground all he said was well enough

Come here boy he pick me up buckle up let's make a move

What you do for others you only do for you

We loosing friends now

The money and fame they came with terms now

All of this for what the they don't make sense?...No!

Baby you are my Ride or Die you my Benzon

Don't worry about my ex she in the friend-zone

We might talk once a while she just a friend though

Hottest in the city is only right

Girls love the boy tell your friends so

Represent though

VERSE FOUR

I'm back like your spinal cord

Back like BukBak

Back like your school bag

They ask where Mug'z at?

2Bees too dope

Too dope like coke crack

Flow unpredictable but focus on the hook part

They say I gotta rap more

Write a lot of rap songs

I'm protecting this state of mind at all cost back off

Every verse you hear real hacksaw...facts soor!

Blow money like we hit the fucking Jackpot

Harder than your collarbone harder than your knee cap

Once living the fast life all we did was speed up

Deuces peace up

Roll our trees up

Chill! Ibiza

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