Omerta Music

Lyrics

[Hook] Where do gangstas go when they die They don't go to heaven where the angels fly Where do gangstas go when they die They don't go to heaven where the angels fly Where do gangstas go when they die They don't go to heaven where the angels fly Where do gangstas go when they die They don't go to heaven where the angels fly Where do gangstas go when they die They don't go to heaven where the angels fly Where do gangstas go when they die They don't go to heaven where the angels fly Where do gangstas go when they die They don't go to heaven where the angels fly Where do gangstas go when they die They don't go to heaven where the angels fly [Verse 1: gamemast15r] I'm like the Phoenix, I rise from the Lake of Fire I'm born from the deadly pits of hate and desire Any charge against me? Fuck 'em, the state is a liar A rogue virus, I'll enough to set the Matrix on fire I'm a shadow, I'll enough to shoot you in public Then disappear next door, no witnesses, cocksucker; so suck it Call me Kane Söze, shadows strangle stragglers with cordless phones Mafia hitman, gimme the order to break into supporter's homes Look into your eyes, while the saint burns in your hand Never turn on your friends, if you snitch you're not a man Selling contraband, and any stock you got in hand I sell the Glock to bands of prostitutes in the can So they don't have to suck the cock of a cop on the stand Fuck life, get high and hotbox on the lam I'll send you to the Gravesend just to make ends When life gives you one dollar, then make ten [Hook] Where do gangstas go when they die They don't go to heaven where the angels fly Where do gangstas go when they die They don't go to heaven where the angels fly Where do gangstas go when they die They don't go to heaven where the angels fly Where do gangstas go when they die They don't go to heaven where the angels fly Where do gangstas go when they die They don't go to heaven where the angels fly Where do gangstas go when they die They don't go to heaven where the angels fly Where do gangstas go when they die They don't go to heaven where the angels fly Where do gangstas go when they die They don't go to heaven where the angels fly [Verse 2: JC Assassin] Flow contagious, got you wondering why I'm outrageous Another notification from the association Telling me we 'bout to hit a lick, new trap house Told me he already got the whole thing planned out Hop out the Ferrari and jumped in the hood Toyota Ran up in the spot and finessed the baking soda Finessing Coca-Cola, yeah, we cold like Minnesota Until we go outside and see the hood Rocky Balboa Like Deebo with a fade, bout 50 on his wristband "What you think you doing hitting my lick, man?" He just got off of that stolen bicycle with the kickstand Timbaland's on him were the color of quicksand He pulled the pistol out his sweatpants Shot me in the Supreme headband So I know for a fact heaven ain't the category I'm still writing my diary in the purgatory [Hook] Where do gangstas go when they die They don't go to heaven where the angels fly Where do gangstas go when they die They don't go to heaven where the angels fly Where do gangstas go when they die They don't go to heaven where the angels fly Where do gangstas go when they die They don't go to heaven where the angels fly Where do gangstas go when they die They don't go to heaven where the angels fly Where do gangstas go when they die They don't go to heaven where the angels fly Where do gangstas go when they die They don't go to heaven where the angels fly Where do gangstas go when they die They don't go to heaven where the angels fly