See what I'm talkin bout here Is love is life and life is love And you can love bein a thug if you want Ain't nothin wrong with that nigga But what you do will come back to you You know Check me out
Awoke but never ever dreamed it'd be the last time Steamin and laughin with my niggas under sunshine In my mind if I knew that my day would turn tragically wrong I'da edited this shit and wrote a brand new song All I heard was the word of the wrath of God Pointed at my chest, hollow tips in barrage Stuck inside the middle, watched Allah pull my card As he told me: 'Time is up for all you niggas livin hard' Question: 'Why me?' Said: 'You couldn't see Rather drink your Hennessy like you was watchin over ME I was generous, hit you up a chance, time to change But you rather be a knucklehead livin off a name' Now I'm shocked as he explained it all, vivid in a tale I'm feelin every minute like the blind feel the braille Lost inside the shuffle of the bitches and the mail He rolled up and told me: 'Inhale...'
To live or die by the same shit Leavin behind everything that it came with The verdict of a life niggas play with Try the truth, it'll all come back to you
He said: 'I had a lotta hope for you' I said: 'I know you did' Said: 'I couldn't see you on this road when you was just a kid But I had to let you grow to man and use the brain I gave you Thinkin maybe give this rap shit a crack and try to save you You bein you, rather juggle with the crew Find some drama, break the rules, spend your money on em jewels And the tools that I gave you sat around and caught rust While the tools them niggas hit you with, you turn around and bust' It's disgusting, dropped my head, threw my hands in the air Said: 'I know that all in all it seemed I never really cared' Still and all I'm feelin scared and he said: 'You wasn't buggin One of them nights you came prepared with baby-macs, started thuggin Now it's time for you to see exactly what it means When you're reapin what you're sowin in between...' ...know what I mean
I said: 'It's all said and done, showed the pictures, brought the facts' Said: 'I tried to play it chill, but ain't no evidence to that Bring me back and I'ma never do the same shit again Word to mother, daughter, son, and all my peoples in the pen Hope you're listenin, it's hard for me to beg someone for somethin' Said: 'Your problem, that's fear, too much pride, steady frontin If you took the time to think about the ends and what it means Wouldn't find yourself a million somethin feet above the scenes And I know they're goin through you, felt the pressure and the pain It was all about the cream and all the props you had to gain For the fame you sacrificed the love I showed, to play the game Now you're just another reason why the shit'll stay the same Now you chill with me forever, ain't nobody else to blame And the only thing you left behind's a name A shame you opened up your ears just a little late as I explain You're just another nigga layin slain'
Compositores: Irving Domingo Lorenzo, Michael Craig Mc Dermon ECAD: Obra #5514221