Reaper comes to speak his words You know that you'll always be Only a passenger, only a passenger Only a passenger, we are only passengers You are a passenger, we are only passengers
closest you niggaz been to a shotgun is in the car front seat passenger How 'bout you take a trip in the trunk? Ride to the pastor for a casket to hold
eye with his hand on the gun he says 'drop the keys outside' Naturally the gentlemen asked him 'Why?' Now the gun's coming out the holster, that's his reply Passenger
the flightpath; he's flying a chair, quite beyond control; he's going to have just one more chance at a barrel roll. All in a dream, all as a dream, the
tearin' it down Never have you heard a similar sound Like a drop off when shit pop off, feel a hot one Side scorching from a hot gun Niggas get lost
With his hand on the gun he says 'drop the keys outside' Naturally the gentlemen asked them 'Why? ' Now the gun's coming out the holster, that's his reply Passenger
down Never have you heard a similar sound Like a drop off when shit pop off, feel a hot one Side scorching from a hot gun Niggas get lost in the buildings
