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(talking)
I could feel it, ain`t no more thinking bout The sun gone shine [Z-Ro] Dj Screw, Fat Mafio, and Gator are gone I want to be strong but lately the pain won`t leave me alone For myself, crawl down and get away from this drama No understanding by my father can`t even talk to my mama Got the world on my shoulders and it`s too heavy to hold Thinking suicide, but that won`t be too good for my soul Started out as a christian but sinning took over my mind Time after time just for show that I resort to the crime Where my real niggas at, the ones I helped in the past Now that I`m doing bad and I ain`t got no cash to make me laugh I done got you where I want but holler if I roll They want to know how many big faces a Mo City don fold Want to jack me when I`m through and do my niggas for life It`s deja vue for me to be face to face with triggers tonight I know your bad movs are swift really soon I`ll be gone Now try to cover up together just want some love before I`m gone Still thinking of best free, no better person on the planet Steady be driving away people I love and I can`t understand it God damn it how can I love without loving myself Having visions of me pulling the trigger slugging myself I done went from rags to riches, riches to rags now I`m stuck Plus my boo is acting nautios because I`m bout to truck And I ain`t did nothing, when I grab something and start dumping Ain`t got no time for pussy just pimping a pen and bumping On the hottest block, making sure the bills stay paid Pick it up and drop it now flossing until I`m down in the grave When it happen let it happen cause I won`t bust back Retaliation from busters trying to get they nuts back I take it like a man, knowing I gave this life my all No more hooks, no more verses this is my final curtain call (Chorus: Bettye Sterling) After the rain, after the rain I still feel the pain, feel the pain My final curtain call, asking y`all Let me pray for my dogs, all of y`all [Pup] Living a thug life in blood it`s like hell at home So many cops around my hood it`s like jail at home But still I roam, on the block, with a pocket full of sweets So much sales, so much smoke I got to get lifted out my feet Cause if I wasn`t some of y`all niggas would be dead round here And pull par, we give you hot lead round here And niggas scared round here, cause I`m a natural born killer Ridgemont gorilla give you more chills than thrillers I`m bone hard, you better open up your chest at will The only investment that I receive was a talented deal This life is real, and it ain`t having no mercy man So you still struggle seem like a nigga be thirsty for pain I`m going insane, but to maintain it`s really the key But it`s hard to do that when these hoe niggas is pressuring me It ain`t no lecture in me, I`m gone remain a g This for weed, come to port that`s for P-U-P cause I`m a (Chorus - 2x)
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