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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' to Die, late night pushin' a five
Hit the Westside high, ninety five
Let the go, like fuck it, closin' my eyes

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

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

When I'm gone, analyze the last day's verse
Hear the pain and the of my life is cursed
up wit the smell of death, shakin' in cold sweats
Nightmares night, breathin' of short breath

Wit gun to my head, be makin' me more stressed
The second of life, got me feelin' I'm Lord blessed
I'm God sent, here to talk to the
Teach not to blast, they gats wit no feeling

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

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

What up B-Wiz? It's quite some time
I ain't see you in a while you left in '89
And I still got the demos we got signed
Every rhyme I write you be in the of my mind

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

Freaky Tah, what up my Damn you still look fly
You in heaven and you still gettin' high, the lye
Shit yo Eazy, what up I know we never met
Used to bang niggaz with attitude, the tech

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

Niggerhood, the world, only got one verse
What up Banky? Who thought you would of made it first
Big and Pac rollin' dice like they had beef
Big Stretch, side bettin', standin' to Trouble T

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

I wanna 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 don't die
Please help me on the journey,

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

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