Текст песни Mobb Deep — The grave

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AWWW, SHIT! (You son, are you aight, son?)
You gon' be alright!
Yo, son I fuckin' got hit, man! (Come here, come here son!)
Don't worry about me, son!
Don't worry about me! (Yo son!)
Worry about Noyd! Get Noyd, man! (That's it, man! Give me that Gat!)
Yo, Big Noyd! (Hold his head, son!)
YO! OPEN YOUR FUCKIN' EYES, MAN!
DON'T FUCKIN' FALL ASLEEP! (HOLD THE FUCKIN' HEAD, SON!) (DON'T FALL ASLEEP, CALL ME, MAN!)
Chill, son! I don't say nothin', man!
Be quiet, man!
Chill, man! (YO, MAN! DIAL 911!) (Oh, my God!)
Chill, man! I ain't dyin', son!
You're not gon' fuckin' die on me, man! (HURRY THE FUCK UP, YO! HURRY THE FUCK UP, MAN!)
Fuck it, man!
(Just wake up, man! Son, word up!)
Cradle to the grave… (Word up, you aight?)

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