We never tattle, let god handle that
My best friend died while i vacated,
Sure he died in 96 n
Shit, we don't believe none of them
She like nigga yeah right
Not only had the fiend died
Watching my homie died try to get turf
Better yet they work my every nerve
If you something like paid you can fuck tonight
I thrive on makin’ my opponents think that i’ve died
You died way to soon for all,
These joints here not found at the mall
Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? well, they lied
I sigh, in my heart, a million soldiers just died.
That's how we make it right
When we were through my heart just died
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