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

When I die, I wanna die Princess Di
Blastin' to Die, late night pushin' a five
Hit the Westside high, doing 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 rapper to die, what if it was me?
see ya now face flashin' on the MTV

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

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

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

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

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

What up It's been quite some time
I see you in a while since you left in '89
And I still got the demos we got signed
Every I write you be in the back of my mind

Yo Big L, congratulations dog, your shit went
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, hand it

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

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

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

Though I never met Kadafi, what up God?
By the way, you heard the record I did wit your peeps?
It's love, Buffy the Beatbox, 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 wanna die
Please me on the journey, please

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

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

Then years are dying, gotta your 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