Im either running for my life or Im just waiting to die
Im the supplier of the fire if youre chasing a high
Its never, when or why, its the way that he die
Did he stand like a man till the day that he die
Or was he reaching for guns or trying to run
Or was he outside on the lawn in front of his son
And if ya, running your mouth you can die in the slum
Cuz in the, south where Im from they dying for crumbs
You can die for your Patnas or die for ya moms
Or you could die cuz your nigga just heard the alarm, just stealing
Or die in a plane they say its a bomb
When they run it into a tower, they just say its Saddam
Screaming Allah the moment that its hitting the building
With total disregard for all men women and children
See niggaz get killed when, people mix they money with feelings
Im filling my money up in the wall some in the ceiling
Im just one of the millions of niggaz who ?
Its a war going on and they killing for nothing
We were in denial all awhile they where flicking the buttons
Id rather be dying for something instead of living for nothing
End of discussion
Hey, aint no more talk
Just start killing niggaz off till aint no more chalk
Or no mo tape, to outline no mo scenes
Or no mo crimes, no mo dying for no mo phenes
Or no mo rims and things and no mo green
And no mo chains and rings that go bling bling
And no mo passionate rapping and so it seems
Its just these talent less rappers they all acting
And I know, so aint no mo talk
Just start killing niggaz off till aint no mo chalk
Or no mo tape, to outline no mo scenes
Or no mo crimes, no mo dying for no mo phenes
Or no mo rims and things and no mo green
And no mo chains and rings that go bling bling
And no mo passionate rapping and so it seems
Its just these talent less rappers they all acting
And I know
Yeah they said it wasnt no mo green for no mo grind
No mo room for no mo kings and no more crown to be given but by no means
Am I any more conceited than this game needed
And if I say it believe it, Im running the region, you see it
Popping and blowing, Im stopping Im going
Im just, telling, you knowing, you sleeping, or hating
And I dont care what you niggaz is thinking or saying
About, you know who, the one who say you know what, do you know where
But you the best cuz you goin care
Now I aint think so either, but we know greedll make ya
Do strange thangs if we aint people
And if ya, busting bout nothing, than we aint equal
You just cussing for nothing and poisoning people
And its embarrassing laughing at all of your songs
And you can hate me right now but youll miss me fore long, when Im gone
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