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Last night I had a dream that I up dead
A put some money on my head
Cold sweat, wide in my bed
I guess I took my meds
I'm so sedated, medicated
Hoping that the threats on my life are never
If is the price of fame, I should of hesitated
I don't die in the streets, I'm too educated
The of shit you need a vest for
The type of shit that can't be fixed with high scores
Getting pressed more, as the fame
But my shrink prescribing me the same pills
Can't kill a motherfucker for lookin' at me
Even I know his ass is plottin' when he lookin' at me
of limitations on a murder is
Non-existent, if I hit him, I'll be serving

This morning I woke up dead, comatose, two shots to the
Finally got me, that's what said, this morning I woke up dead
This morning I woke up dead, comatose, two shots to the
got me, that's what they said, this morning I woke up dead

For years I've been having dreams that I get
Then niggas go runnin' up the block
Me and Terry just chillin' at the
They up in the cutlass, start bustin', then I drop
Start running, I collapse on the
Neighbors start yellin', somebody call the
Standing over me, on my denim
like Omar did Snoop when he hit 'em
Wreath wrapped up in blue
at the funeral, knew that I was crippin'
Well I'm not, but on the block, who
If you kick it' on the spot, then it make a difference
You can get shot just because you em'
And cop thinkin' that you fit the description
Gettin' older as my life shorter
Livin' Post Traumatic Stress Disorder

This morning I up dead, comatose, two shots to the head
Finally got me, that's what said, this morning I woke up dead
This morning I up dead, comatose, two shots to the head
Finally got me, that's what they said, morning I woke up dead

I asked my Momma not to move up out the
She fucked around and she to Inglewood
And to her, is all good
'Cause she understand, if she never understood
lookin' at me all crazy
I'm standing on the corner my baby
Ready for whatever, that's how the streets made me
Ain't a thing changed in this city since the '80s