When they get to poppin niggas try to battle, I let my magnum tag along cause if a bitch dont watch his tounge he gon' get rattled, There be ash's on the family
own head, it's my death So when 12 o'clock jump on eve of 11-9 Suicide! Just as I thought, a bright light Greeted by friends and family, so life-like
face with death I seen my homies go and come And judgement day is just somethin we can't run from So I know my number's comin' up So I gotta protect myself from
s turnin' major now Never woulda thought in years that my homie was suicidal Had it all money and kids and a wife that read the bible They say its life and death
, help to keep us away from all the sadness And deliver us from the hate that cause the madness I'm glad it's installed in me from day one Believe in
the top, just one more step To the family, friends, whole life is set We gonna make it to the top, just one more step, one more step Yo, living my life
thought we'd make it and I'd have n****z hatin' a G I got enough s*** that I deal with on the day to day Penitentiary's the life after death don't seem
persistence Once we recognize that, we can move ahead Native Tongue, Common Sense yo he's Hip-Hop bred... Common: From the spiritual world my former life
about to get real ugly, Amarosa, YM vultures, there ain't a family doper, We done changed the way the game looks, Sammy Sosa, (Ha ha) This is life this
givin' they clothes up Sayin' that they pimpin' but really givin' they hoes up Sake exactly from takin' care of the family Carry a scar on my nose that came from
this ring I thee wed, to share my life, to share my home To share my heart and my bed To not make you weak but strengthen you instead Till death do us part From
but it ain't the cops Turn your back, and like you saw death Lost breath, I left you in shock You was amazed how the glock raised from the waist Got blazed
to back If it was 1950, do you think I'd sell, no They probably throw me straight to jail I tell you life just ain't what it used to be Between you
died It's incredible, I came back to life I never let 'em bury me without my mic I keep breathing, don't stop that breath Now everybody's talking about Too $hort's death
trunk wit a bump, an we Mobb throught the Bay Verse 7 *(Swoop G)* Don't get it twisted we got restrictions niggaz that witnessed family beatins from family meetins no family
got a perm like dru Burn like two remmies when he perform for you I do kick it wit real niggaz from frisco Back to my niggaz from get low the RBL my
on working for their benefit And I'll keep on drinking I'll keep on believing in my life Another year of slaving and smiling, buying and trading Living the life
Got a shallow understanding of most of my deepest fears I never thought that you the one who would be scrambling Cuz, running from family and running my family But uh, nothing I had in life