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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Though I met Kadafi, what up God? 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 wanna die
God, I'm callin', yes I'm for you
I wanna die
Please help me on the journey,

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

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