You will forever rest You will never see heaven I'm the one to set you free I release you from this life you live I seal your destiny And you will
ask "you wanna leave the zip-code?" Say "sure" and be me [Chorus 1: Fabolous] But this is my party Stroll by if you want to Or ya'll can stay home But why would you
? You might see me in one of them things That look like a space ship comin' through ya motherfuckin' hood man If you lucky though I might throw the deuce at you
never and Better without you This is your future as I see it You will be homeless, poor, and broken She will have left you when she finds out who you
[Z-Ro:] Now you might catch me bobbing my head, but you will not catch me dancing You might catch me getting at a broad, but you will not catch me romancing
Now I get to see Mr. Walker, in Mr. State Jail How the hell I'ma kick it with you nigga, you shot my G With a friend like you, we don't need enemies Trying
hour grind Haters wanna see me fallin off of my game They hatin' cause when they see me I'm havin thangs Dig these blues, if you jack me, I'm jacking you
lavish any mo'? Without a gang of niggaz and they kickin in his do'? And 9 times out of 10 it'll be one of my friends that'll lead me to my grave, murder
my grill You just rapping that ain't platinum, homie you need to chill Cause you embarrassing Texas, nigga you ain't trill Nigga you been on my dick, way befo' you
'll my blood for life appreciate the way you made sure the word of god touched me right cause imma god fearin man till im in my grave tryin to make it
the better, me and Ro getting setter Drop the top in rainy weather, and I'm loving it mayn From the cradle to the grave, no more being a slave When you see
line, I get out of line I'll be damned if I don't fight for my freedom and don't mind dyin Already got one foot in the grave, ain't shit for me to jump
use my gun And I ain't tripping, I'll put you in a murder scene But I try to stay humble, and hold what I got Never let a nigga know what I got, keep
a grave sight, pu-punk I hate you to death But yet I loved you so, wanted you to feel my pain since 91 So brother come with me, and die slow I hate you
that's falling him Another day another death, I'll have to murder one, one more grave I am done (Chorus) Stop playa hating, I am the murder you don't
fall More or less so go on plex, if you think you're ready Buck shots'll stretch your flesh, like spaghetti [Jay'Ton] I guess you thought that it was over, when you
