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I gonna die tonight
You kill me, not my spirit (no!)
History is tonight
The people are chanting, can't you it?
Whoa-oh-oh,

Open up the on 'em, we playing tonight
Bring on the marching band and on the stadium lights
gonna learn from me, this is our church to be
Life of a champion, ugh, so Freddie
Sneaking into Hov in nosebleeds
The Hov bein' like
Yeah, independent, killing these people and don't sleep
Even the pigeon-toed standing on both feet, you know
It's who's night this is
Grandparent's immigrants, Irish kids
in my grass, gotta fight for this
The streets are ours this evening, going
I roll the against the staircase, uh huh
Steak gotta marinate, uh huh
If I happen to die tonight, put my spirit in the
Bury me in the grave and carve "the was ours"
I

I gonna die tonight
You can't me, not my spirit
History is ours
The are chanting, can't you hear it?
Whoa-oh-oh,

Wake up, bitch, I dead yet
And If I was in heaven, I'd be the dressed
My closet like a swap meet in Texas
And maybe it's excess, but we ain't cut from the cloth, player
to a boss player
Checks a ballplayer
money, all lay-ups
I be pissing off
Get up off my dick and get the finger a cross-fader
I be in my lawn chair gazing like, woo!
All praise to the high
Your boy in his own J's, I it to courtside
Remember the old days and praying for
When offer me pay, I said that I won't sign
I took my weakness and that into a weapon
And when everybody doubted me, I turned that to my
So I stand up on the stage, it wasn't planned, see it was
Look at fifty-thousand people with hands into the heaven said I

I ain't die tonight
You can't kill me, not my
is ours tonight
The are chanting, can't you hear it?
Whoa-oh-oh,

Didn't this far to lose
Won't let death a move
not mean much to you, but I'd die for this W
Let my life be to prove
Every scrape, every fight, every cut, bruise
I lay it all on the line, I re-write these
in my sight, I will not lose

I ain't die tonight
You kill me, not my spirit
is ours tonight
The people are chanting, can't you it?
Whoa-oh-oh,