If I Die 2Nite (Explicit)-2Pac

歌手 : 2Pac

专辑 : Me Against The World (Explicit)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 04:01

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TXT If I Die 2Nite (Explicit)-2Pac 文本歌词

If I Die 2Nite (Explicit) - 2Pac (图派克)

A coward dies a thousand deaths

A soldier dies but once

They say p**sy and paper is

Poetry power and pistols

Plottin' on murderin' motherf**kers

'Fore they get you

Picturin' pitiful punk niggaz coppin' pleas

Puffin' w**d as I position myself to clock G's

My enemies scatter in suicidal situations

Never to witness the wicked sh*t

That they was facin'

Pockets is packed with Presidents

Pursue your riches

Evadin' the playa hatin' tricks

While hittin' switches

B**ches is bad-mouth 'cause brawlin'

Motherf**kers 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'

W**d wit my peeps

I'm duckin' the cop I hit the w**d

As I'm clutchin' my glock

Niggaz is hot when I hit the block

What if I die 2 nite

If I die 2 nite

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 f**kin' 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 b**ches 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 2 nite

If I die 2 nite

P**sy and paper is poetry power and pistols

Plottin' on murderin' motherf**kers

'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 ** 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 ni**a

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

Motherf**kers don't understand if I die 2 nite

Ni**a if I die 2 nite

No fear ni**a never worry

If I die 2 nite