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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stephon Aaron Ramsahai
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Lyrics
Rest in peace my nigga Kobe, how you die being a father?
Imagine how that feel sitting looking at ya daughter
Knowing you can go cause tomorrow is never promised
I'm jus on my post I ain't worried bout the comments
They say that I'm too honest, thats why I barely speak
But I could move a mountain when I'm rapping to these beats
Stay woke never sleep, these other niggaz sheep
I'm Malcolm if he had that thang on em at his speach
And I dare these niggaz reach
By any means necassary
Boy cold flow like the 12th of February
Did so much dirt, I could prolly fill a cemetery
But I know my good out way the bad I ain't never worried
Tell me what you scared of heaven or the devil?
Mind of a engineer, heart of a rebel
All I know is pain get my love from the ghetto
Jus tell em write my name in the dust when it settles
From the pot to the kettle, how you gon call a nigga black?
I was this before I even knew to spit a rap
It's some niggaz that I love I'm never getting back
Sometimes I ask the man above what type of shit is that?
Heard that it was written well I need to make edit
Jus hoping when I go they gon give me all my credit
Forget it
I'd be lying if I said I never think of death
Feel a pain in my chest when I take a breath
Don't try to come for me now man I ain't make it yet
(I ain't make it yet)
I'm bout to turn this around don't try take me yet
(don't try to take me yet)
I pray I leave this earth before my kids do
And they ain't gotta live what I been thru
Got some hurdles to leap before they feel you
(before they feel you)
They'll try to murder ya dreams
Don't let em kill you
(don't let em kill you)
Please
They say God bless the child that can hold his own
Or his chrome, where I'm from a bunch of broken homes
Daddy ain't around where he been we'll never know
Thats why I told my kids thats a felling they'll never know
Man of respect, real niggaz die with honor
I have another daughter and I'm naming her Gianna
I jus pray I see manana
My city full of horror
These crackers tryin to hang us up and beat us like pinatas
Ain't no love on these corners
I know that shit a lie
We hustle jus to live, then we live jus to die
Ain't no ribbons in the sky
Jus niggaz getting high
These babaies having babies, watch the blind lead the blind
It's like I'm running out of time, niggaz dying every second
Jus hoping when I go they gon give me all my credit
Forget it
I'd be lying if I said I never think of death
Feel a pain in my chest when I take a breath
Don't try to come for me now man I ain't make it yet
(I ain't make it yet)
I'm bout to turn this around don't try take me yet
(don't try to take me yet)
I pray I leave this earth before my kids do
And they ain't gotta live what I been thru
Got some hurdles to leap before they feel you
(before they feel you)
They'll try to murder ya dreams
Don't let em kill you
(don't let em kill you)
Please
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