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

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

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

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

When I'm gone, thugs'll the last day's verse
Hear the and the flow of my life is cursed
up wit the smell of death, shakin' in cold sweats
Nightmares every night, of short breath

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

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

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

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

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

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

Respect ya gangsta since the video you in the jail
Then you up on the stage, that shit was hard as hell
My nigga Pun, what up son? I forget you kid
I'm rewindin' and succedin' on the joint that we did

Niggerhood, damn the world, only got one
What up Who thought you would of made it here first
Big and Pac dice like they never had beef
Big Stretch, bettin', standin' next to Trouble T

I never met Kadafi, what up God? Peace
By the way, you the record that I did wit your peeps?
It's love, Buffy the Beatbox, Spurgs, Scott Larock
4 rap, for love of hip-hop, we all die

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

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
help me on the journey, please

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