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Gloomy days got my head twisted Mystic visions of a razor blade Cut my blunt with precision Stuff it till it`s bustin` Sippin` on some Tussin Imagine it, gothic hustlin` Men tusslin`, women fussin` And they babies in the corner cryin` Young niggaz bang, and they ain`t afriad of dyin` Pistol keepers, mobile phones and beepers Cars and hoes, and plenty dust for the geekers Me, I`m a break beater, microphone eater Weed leader, siizlin` like a fajita But it`s so hard for me to stay out the streets Behind tint blowin` cheap Fuckin` with freaks What kinda role model, I`ma be? Don`t get it twisted Gifted, linquistic. graphic and realistic God, deleiver me from harm and arm me with, Sense enough to know when to quit
Chorus: I don`t wanna die I don`t wanna die (lord forgive me for the anger that I feel today) I don`t wanna die I don`t wanna die
Thinkin` about what my eyes witnessed Thinkin` about what my kids gon` see when they get grown and independent What you doin` baby? 18, strippin` daily A small ass apartment, tryin` to flip a Mercedes I don`t knock shit, unless you a fiend Tryin` to hock shit Protectin` myself I gotta grab the gock and pop shit I guess that`s the problem with the world today (what?) Black, white, asian So many people think this way Fuck with me and I`ll shoot ya We live in, what used to be the space age, future To acid droppin` hippies Now they run the country Drug smugglin` with my tax money Bomb makers, nuclear, death creators White power, skin head, Jew and nigga haters All of this, plus I gotta watch the nigga next door What you think I pray for, man
Chorus
Life ain`t nothin` but preperation For the angels and the demons that we all gon` face when, The soul and the body seperate, that`s death Nothin` left but darkness, after your last breath Well, all of that shit is in the past Enjoy it while you got it, cause you can`t take it with your ass Where I`m from, any day can be your last That`s why them thug niggaz live life hard and fast Slowdown, and find yourself surrounded by the lowdown Unaware, a showdown`s about to go down Why we gotta clown instead of bein` kinfolks Why do white folks, think all we know is sellin` dope? Some can`t cope, and got out hangin` from a rope Slit wrists, found shakin` from an overdose Tupac and Biggie got they life snatched away Nobody knows when they gotta go, mayne
Chorus
That`s all baby, You never know when you gotta go Deaths around the corner Your nobody, till somebody kils you But I don`t wanna die I don`t wanna die Hey, I don`t wanna die Can you hear me? I don`t wanna die I don`t wanna die I don`t wanna die DIe, die, die, die, die (repeated till end)
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