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A coward dies a thousand deaths A soldier dies but once They say pussy and paper is poetry power and pistols Plottin' on murderin' motherfuckers 'fore they get you Picturin' pitiful punk niggaz coppin' please Puffin' weed as I position myself to clock G's My enemies scatter in suicidal situations Never to witness the wicked shit that they was facin' Pockets is packed with presidents, pursue your riches Evadin' the playa hatin' tricks while hittin' switches Bitches is bad-mouth, 'cause brawlin' motherfuckers is bold But y'all some hoes, the game should be sewed I'm sick of psychotic society somebody save me Addicted to drama so even mama couldn't raise me Even the preacher and all my teachers couldn't reach me I run in the streets and puffin' weed wit my peeps I'm duckin' the cop, I hit the weed as I'm clutchin' my glock Niggaz is hot when I hit the block, what if I die 2night If I die 2night, if I die 2night, if I die 2night Tonight's the night, I get in some shit Polishin' pistols prepare for battle pass the pump When I get to poppin' niggaz is droppin' then they done Callin' the coroner come collect the fuckin' corpse He got it by killer, preoccupied with bein' boss Revenge is the method, whenever steppin' keep a weapon close Adversaries are overdosed over deadly notes Jealous niggaz and broke bitches equal packed jails Hit the block and fill your pockets makin' crack sales Picture perfection pursuin' paper with a passion Visions of prisons for all the pussies that I blasted Runnin' with criminals, individuals with no remorse Try to stop me my pistol posse's usin' deadly force In my brain, all I can think about is fame The police know my name, a different game, ain't a thing changed I'm seein' cemetery photos of my peers Conversatin' like they still here, if I die 2night If I die 2night, if I die tonight, if I die 2night Tonight's the night, I get in some shit Pussy and paper is poetry power and pistols Plottin' on murderin' motherfuckers 'fore they get you Pray to the heavens three-fifty-sevens to the sky And I hope I'm forgiven for Thug Livin' when I die I wonder if heaven got a ghetto for Thug niggaz A stress free life and a spot for drug dealers Pissin' while practicin' how to pimp and be a playa Overdose of a dick, while drinkin' liquor when I lay her Pistol whippin' these simps, for bein' petrified and lame Disrespectin' the game, prayin' for punishment and pain Goin' insane, never die, live eternal, who shall I fear? Don't shed a tear for me nigga I ain't happy hear I hope they bury me and send me to my rest Headlines readin', "Murdered to death", my last breath Take a look picture a crook on his last stand Motherfuckers don't understand, if I die 2night If I die 2night, if I die 2night, if I die 2night Tonight's the night, I get in some shit