life Some way we gotta make it up out this life [Jay-Z] Weather we dribble out this motherfucker Rap metaphors and riddle out this motherfucker Work second floors, hospital
pride made our way down the steps maybe you thought it was just a threat or maybe ya life was just that crazy and you was beggin' for death try to justify
saga continues Ahh, who wanna bet us that we don't touch leathers Stack cheddars forever, live treacherous all the et ceteras To the death of us, me
our slain We buried ours and the Turks buried theirs Then we started all over again Now those that were left, well we tried to survive In a mad world of blood, death
through the fire I spit it through the wire man To much stuff on my heart right now man I'll probably risk it all right now It's a life or death situation
Can they huh? I spit it through the wire man Just too much stuff on my heart right now man I'll gladly risk it all right now It's a life or death situation
I put a pen to the paper, this time as visual as possible, guns blast at the hospital, the walls are white washed with tin rooftops, to show love you
never compare to me, All these b-tches is scared of me, I am who they couldn't even dare to be, So that's all folks,.. I go hard pause, Hospital flow
t keep still I can't go on, responsible for so many Her last days at the hospital Visits from family I'm tryin' not to bust shots at niggas Wishin' death
too Papi chu', tore up, wake up in a hospital Throw up? Never, 'member I do this through righteous steps You Judists thought I was gone, so in light of my death
is poison Doctors injectin our infants - with the poison [Verse One] Religion misoverstood is poison Niggaz up in my hood be gettin shot - given poison In hospitals
't promised shit Hungry-ass hooligans stay on that piranha shit Chorus: samples from "New York State of Mind" (repeat 4X) "I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death
like a lil me in the flesh He got my blood and my heart in his chest Needless to say man i love him to death Teach him if he disrespect me im'a love him to death
To the hospital, to see if she could get a little help Umbilical chord's wraped around my neck I'm seein' my death, and I ain't even took my first step
house so she rode for self to the hospital, to see if she could get a little help Umbilical cord's wrapped around my neck I'm seein' my death and I ain
world is run by clowns with trigger happy hands But the world is filled with people that we don?t understand So we?re living in a culture made of death
My rap style's distorted like lil mo getting rapped and keepin the baby instead of gettin it aborted Yo I talk morbid just to make you feel awkward. Deaths
slain We buried ours and the Turks buried theirs Then we started all over again Now those that were left, well we tried to survive In a mad world of blood, death