(Are you scared to die?)

Is reincarnation

(Are you afraid to die?)

Reach the whole nation

Me murderer?

My only fear of death is reincarnation

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My only fear of death, is reincarnation

I use my last breath, to reach the whole Nation

How can they call me murderer for my spoken words?

This composition be my prophecy I hope it's heard

Hard words is spoken, many promises broken as if it's

Useless to hope, they got me constantly smoking

My role model was a cold bottle of O. E

Surrounded by my closest homies but nobody knows me

I pray to God it ain't easy

Half the cops in California got a hard on to squeeze me

Running through the backstreets, hopping over fences tryna shake the

Fucking K-9s, running around senseless

I'll probably be a mystery to many, but a legend to some

I've been a man for many women, but a husband for none

In case you see me out in traffic, looking nervous and high

My hands, holding my pistols will they serve us or die?

May God forgive me for my crooked ways, I didn't mean it

Knew I'd fall in love with money the first day that I seen it

Maybe now they can understand, my occupation

It's clear that my only fear of death is reincarnation

I keep my shit on safety

I've been shooting rocks lately

Everybody dies, they nickel plates don't penetrate me

I was suppose' to be the murder first to go

Them niggas missed, grazed my wrist, I took it personal

Kato told me that I was slipping

Got his strap and started tripping

Slipped two clips on the

Table, twist an L and said "Fatal listen"

Everybody don't be missing keep your vest on baby

And you know that shit that happens to the Teflon, crazy

You ain't gotta pack a gat I got your back just keep your front line

Or we can stall that, from the Cadillac we buck the gun shots

But we locked down, don't have your back in the casket

All he thought about was plastic and murdering bastards

I spend my days and nights

Not knowing if a stray's in flight

They'll probably catch me

Leaving my foes hella' happy

Cause look, at any moment

The game could be my main opponent

Niggas be swimming where the sharks are and man they don't even know it

But I stay focused, concentrate on my surroundings

Cause if I'm slipping, well that's when niggas will get to clowning

And I can't have it, I got a mission to complete

Raise my kids upright, make sure they got something to eat

And my daily ritual is, protect my physical biz

I just can't see now, I choose death before the penal

Cause what good am I? To that little Nigga with them big eyes

If I'm incarcerated, feel me now, I gots to make it

And If I don't, Re-reincarnation ain't an option

Leave my ass dead until it's really poppin'

How can y'all call us murderers and shit and

Blame all the problems of the world on us young thugs, Thug Niggas from the streets, ain't that a bitch

Tell me y'all ain't giving a fuck about us when we was broke and poor

How come when we get a little money, motherfuckers wanna stop us and block us

What part of the game is that? Who should we love, who should we believe in when the motherfuckers that's supposed to be our role models, supposed to be the people we look up to is tryna snatch us out of the game

What type of shit is that? Fuck 'em all

I still whizz for the top Dolla'

Just a true thug, with a comma

High power, small drama, made niggas

Top Drazed with a mean way to play 'em

These days, Homie I'm saying though, They tryna play me

I gots to get them, hit em and lay low

I told you before, my, only fear of death is momma, crying for help and papa tryin' to help

When I know we ain't got it but shit I gots to handle it, it's hard

They hand it to me, snitches, suspicious bitch niggas who ain't insanity

Never worry

Apparently, I think I never buried but if so I gotta go, my nigga's will always love me

Thug family ties, I know they want me to die but ima survive, see the look in my eyes

And this Lemika and I'd like to give a shoutout to all the tray-whizz kids out And I'm appreciating how I'm chilling up in the studio with 2pac and Cocoa G And uh -laughs- Okay I'm out, I'm done, I went out, Oh Shit, put this back