Yea, real rap, real rap fo ya Lighters up, lets get 'em
Thooouugh, though I'm missin you (straight to the head man) I'll find a way to get through I know livin without ya is impossible (yea) Gooonnee...I know you gon live on (cry momma, ya momma) Cuz you were my brotha and I love ya, and I miss ya
Stay strong, be tough, that's what the preacher tell ya He never really felt ya, so he can't even help ya Need a shoulder to lean on, somebody to cry to It's like everything's gone, but I'm a survivor Standin on stage in front of thousands Don't amount to me not havin my father That's real talk, I know a lot of y'all got 'em But you need 'em way more when you gotta go without 'em And I'm without 'em, but that's life y'all Sometimes you gotta learn to swim with no lifeguard I'm alright God, shit I'm still breathin But lose hurt like bullets, I'm about to start bleedin Throw me down some comfort, cause my heart need it Tryin to cope wit my chances and meet 'em There's a dark road ahead, but I'm tryin to take it easy Rest in peace Lil Beezy, my nigga
Thooouugh, though I'm missin you I'll find a way to get through I know livin without ya is impossible Gooonnee...I know you gon live on Cuz you were my brotha and I love ya, and I miss ya (I miss my dawg I can't believe that it's over but I'm a soldier, so I gotta over, can't stay sober, I'm just tryin to get over)
Smoke cush all day and pop painkillers Fuck who don't understand it, this what the game did us This what the streets showed us This how the block made us, the same block where they layed 'em I pray every time I cross the spot on the pavement, save me Lord will I be next for the taking? Take me I know I'm livin like I know when I'm comin But I'm just livin cause I know that it's comin And the end is comin, but I ain't runnin I and hidin and duckin, I'm in the middle of a war, I'm alive and love it I'm just speakin from the heart of the diein public We still beatin, we gon rise above it Though it seem like they cheatin and we loosin We survive if nothin, they could never take the stride from strugglin I gotta ride And sometimes that ride get bloody But I just think about my buddy and go after that money, but uhh..
Ohhh, we gotta get over, we gotta get over, gotta get over it's almost over, and we gon be alright (I gotta get over, I gotta get over, cause bitch I'm a soldier)
Straight Patrone out the bottle to the head now We gettin read now, bitch my nigga dead now And all the things I never said, I gotta say it now I shoulda said it then, now I gotta talk to clouds Now I gotta walk around, brim down Just tryin to find my way to the next day, escape Ya birthday could be ya death date So I'm livin like it was just yesterday, let's pray Ten fingers together, can't bring 'em together It's murda murda, I don't think it get better So be a competitor or get out the weather Me? I got a umbrella and a berretta I'm just tryin to make sure my daughter future progressin And behind that, I'm shootin excessive, trust me The beautiful dead, we livin wit the ugly I just tell my pops wait for me, I'm comin
Thooouugh, though I'm missin you I'll find a way to get through I know livin without ya is impossible Gooonnee...I know you gon live on Cuz you were my brotha and I love ya, and I miss ya (I miss my dawg I can't believe that it's over but I'm a soldier, so I gotta over, can't stay sober, I'm just tryin to get over)
(I miss my dawg I can't believe that it's over but I'm a soldier, so I gotta over can't stay sober, I'm just tryin to get over)
They ask me why I wear shades at nighttime...cause I don't wanna see nothin! Yea.. Like I said, life ain't nuttin but a long extended road, keep drivin I done passed up plenty people up on the side of road, no help, keep goin Yea...Lost a lot of passengers on the ride, kept goin...yep... who knows when I'll run outta gas. Yea..
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