A coward dies a thousand deaths A soldier dies but once [Verse One] They say and paper is poetry power and pistols Plottin on murderin mother ers fore they get you Picturin pitiful punk niggaz coppin pleas Puffin weed as I position myself to clock G s My enemies scatter in suicidal situations Never to witness the wicked shit that they was facin Pockets is packed with presidents
pursue your riches Evadin the playa hatin tricks
while hittin switches Bitches is bad-mouth
cause brawlin mother ers is bold But y all some hoes
the game should be sewed I m sick of psychotic society somebody save me Addicted to drama so even mama couldn t raise me Even the preacher and all my teachers couldn t reach me I run in the streets and puffin weed wit my peeps I m duckin the cop
I hit the weed as I m clutchin my glock Niggaz is hot when I hit the block
what if I die tonight [Chorus] If I die tonight (repeat 3X) "Tonight s the night I get in some shit" -> Dr.
Dre [Verse Two] Polishin pistols prepare for battle pass the pump When I get to poppin niggaz is droppin then they done Callin the coroner come collect the in corpse He got it by killer
preoccuppied with bein boss Revenge is the method
whenever steppin keep a weapon close Adversaries are overdosed over deadly notes Jealous niggaz and broke bitches equal packed jails Hit the block and fill your pockets makin crack sales Picture perfection pursuin paper with a passion Visions of prisons for all the that I blasted Runnin with criminals individuals with no remorse Try to stop me my pistol posse s usin deadly force In my brain all I can think about is fame The police know my name
a different game
ain t a thing changed I m seein cemetary photos of my peers Conversatin like they still here
if I die tonight Chorus [Verse Three] and paper is poetry power and pistols Plottin on murderin mother ers fore they get you Pray to the heavens three-fifty-sevens to the sky And I hope I m forgiven for Thug Livin when I die I wonder if heaven got a ghetto for Thug niggaz A stress free life and a spot for drug dealers Pissin while practicin how to pimp and be a playa Overdose of a dick
while drinkin liquor when I lay her Pistol whippin these simps
for bein petrified and lame Disrespectin the game
prayin for punishment and pain Goin insane
never die
live eternal
who shall I fear? Don t shed a tear for me nigga I ain t happy hear I hope they bury me and send me to my rest Headlines readin MURDERED TO DEATH
my last breath Take a look picture a crook on his last stand Mother ers don t understand
if I die tonight Chorus

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