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God, I'm callin', yes I'm for you
Please me on the journey, please

When I die, I die like Princess Di
Blastin' Ready to Die, late pushin' a five
Hit the Westside high, doing ninety
Let the will go, like fuck it, closin' my

of living, have my niggas die in the prison
Catch a bullet wit my back turned, God
To be the rapper to die, what if it was me?
'Cuz see ya now face on the MTV

Front in the paper, front of the source
niggas laughin', pain and feel no remorse
Every mornin' kissin' my moms, readin' from
Other rappers showin' love, dedicatin' me

When I'm gone, thugs'll analyze the last day's
the pain and the flow of my life is cursed
Wakin' up wit the smell of death, shakin' in cold
Nightmares every night, breathin' of breath

Wit gun to my head, won't be me more stressed
The second chance of life, got me feelin' I'm blessed
I'm God sent, to talk to the children
them not to blast, they gats wit no feeling

Teach them not to stash they by the building
Teach them the game of life, it's thug livin', we all die

I don't die
God, I'm callin', yes I'm for you
I don't die
Please me on the journey, please

What up B-Wiz? It's been quite some
I see you in a while since you left in '89
And I got the demos before we got signed
Every rhyme I you be in the back of my mind

Yo Big L, congratulations dog, shit went gold
Always knew you was a nigga, destined to blow
you uptown, burnin' niggas, testin' ya flow
Had to catch a plane, I gave you a pound, it over

Freaky Tah, what up my nigga? Damn you still fly
You in and you still gettin' high, pass the lye
Shit yo Eazy, what up dog? I know we met
Used to bang niggaz with attitude, cleanin' the

ya gangsta since the video you rhymed in the jail
Then you up on the stage, that shit was hard as hell
My nigga Pun, what up I ain't forget you kid
I'm still rewindin' and on the joint that we did

Niggerhood, damn the world, got one verse
What up Banky? Who thought you would of made it first
Big and Pac rollin' dice they never had beef
Big Stretch, side bettin', standin' next to T

Though I never met Kadafi, what up Peace
By the way, you the record that I did wit your peeps?
love, Buffy the Beatbox, Moore Spurgs, Scott Larock
Dyin' 4 rap, for of hip-hop, we all die

I don't die
God, I'm callin', yes I'm for you
I don't die
Please me on the journey, please

I don't die
God, I'm callin', yes I'm for you
I wanna die
help me on the journey, please

I wanna die
God, I'm callin', yes I'm for you
help me on the journey, please

Then years are dying, gotta keep your
Streets don't be lying, families crying
I wanna die, no, no yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah
I don't wanna die, I don't wanna, die