I woke up this morning and figured
I'd call you In case I'm not here tomorrow
I'm hoping that I can borrow a piece of mind
I'm behind on what's really important
My mind is real ly distorted
I find nothing but trouble in my life
I'm fortunate you believe in a dream
This orphanage we call a ghetto
is quite a routine
And last night was just another distraction
Or a reaction of what we consider madness
I know exactly what happened
You ran outside when you heard
my brother cry for help
Held him like a newborn baby
and made him feel
Like everything was alright
And a fight he tried to put up, but the type
Of bullet that stuck had went against his will
As blood spillled on your hands
my plan's rather vindictive
Everybody's a victim in my eyes
When I ride it's a murderous rhythm
And outside became pitch black
A demon glued to my back whispering,
"Get 'em"
I got 'em, and I ain't give a fuck
That same mentality
that told my brother not to duck
In actuality
It's a trip how we trip off of colors
I wonder if I'll ever discover
A passion like you and recover
The life that I knew as a young'n
In pajamas and Dun-ta-duns
When thunder comes
it rains cats and dogs
Dumb niggas like me never prosper
Prognosis of a problem child
I'm proud and well devoted
This Piru shit been in me forever
So forever I'ma push it,
wherever whenever
And I love you
'cause you love my brother like you did
Just promise me you'll tell this story
when you make it big
And if I die before your album drop
I hope-— [bang- bang- bang!]
Promise that you will sing about me
Promise that you will sing about me
I said when the lights shut off
And it's my turn to settle down
My main concern
Promise that you will sing about me
Promise that you will sing about me
You wrote a song
about my sister on your tape
And called it Section.80,
the message resembled
"Brenda's Got a Baby"
What's crazy was, I was hearin' about it
But doubted your ignorance,
how could you ever
Just put her on blast and shit?
Judging her past and shit?
Well it's completely my future
A nigga behind me right now
asking for ass and shit
And I'ma need that forty dollars
even if I gotta
Fuck, suck and swallow in the parking lot
Gonzales Park, I'm followed
by a married man, a father of three
My titties bounce on the cadence
of his tingling keys
Matter of fact he my favorite
'cause he tip me with E's
He got a cousin named David
and I seen him last week
This is the life of another girl
damaged by the system
These foster homes,
I run away and never do miss 'em
See, my hormones just run away
and if I can get em back
To where they used to be
then I'll prob'ly be in the denim
Of a family gene that show women
how to be woman,
or better yet a leader
You need her to learn something,
then you probably need to beat her
That's how I was taught
Three niggas in one room,
first time I was tossed
And I'm exhausted
But fuck that "Sorry for your loss" shit
My sister died in vain,
but what point are you tryna gain
If you can't fit the pumps I walk in?
I'll wait
Your rebuttal a little too late
And if you have a album date,
just make sure I'm not in the song
'Cause I don't need the attention
bring enough of that on my own
And matter fact did I mention
that I physically feel great?
A doctor's approval is a waste of time,
I know I'm straight
I'll probably live longer than you
and never fade away
I'll never fade away, I'll never fade away
I know my fate, and I'm
on the grind for this cake
I'ma get it or die trying
I'm eyeing every male gender
with intentions of buying
You lying to these motherfuckers,
talkin' 'bout you can help me with my story
You can help me
if you sell this pussy for me, nigga
Don't ignore me, nigga,
fuck your glory, nigga, you ain't shit
Sometimes I look in a mirror and ask myself
Am I really scared of passing away
If it's today I hope I hear a
Cry out from Heaven so loud
it can water down a demon
With the Holy Ghost 'til it drown
in the blood of Jesus
I wrote some raps that make sure
that my lifeline
Reekin' the scent of a reaper,
ensuring that my allegiance
With the other side may come soon
And if I'm doomed, may the wound
Help my mother be blessed for many moons
I suf fer a lot
And every day that glass mirror
get tougher to watch
I tie my stomach in knots
And I'm not sure why I'm infatuated with death
My imagination is surely
an aggravation of threats
That can come about
'Cause the tongue is mighty powerful
And I can name a list
of your favorites that probably vouch
Maybe 'cause I'm a dreamer
and sleep is the cousin of death
Really stuck in the scheme of,
wondering when I'ma rest
And you're right, your brother
was a brother to me
And your sister's situation
was the one that put me
In a direction to speak on something
that's realer than the TV screen
By any means, wasn't trying to offend
or come between
Her personal life, I was like
"It need to be told"
Cursing the life
of twenty generations after her soul
Exactly what'da happened
if I ain't continue rappin'
Or steady being distracted
by money, drugs and four
Fives, I count lives
all on these songs
Look at the weak and cry,
pray one day you'll be strong
Fighting for your rights,
even when you're wrong
And hope that at least one of you
sing about me when I'm gone
Promise that you'll sing about me forever
Promise that you'll sing about me for- (ooh)
Promise that you'll sing about me forever
Promise that you'll sing about me for- (ooh)
Promise that you'll sing about me forever
Promise that you'll sing about...
Ay, where you 'bout to go?
Nigga, the homie's brother
Nigga, right here, he gone,
my nigga, he gone!
We on the block right now my nigga
Like we, nigga we right here
Nigga, the nigga's bro—
Nigga, they, they just killed
the homie's brother, my nigga
We right here
on the block my nigga
Al- alright, nigga, nigga,
just call me, alright, alright
Just call me back, man, call me back!
Arghh! Fuck!
So what we gonna do, my niggas?
What we gonna do?
Bro, bro, we can go back
right now, my nigga,
Like, nig— I don't give a fuck, my nigga,
we can go back right now
Fuck! I'm tired of this shit!
I'm tired of fuckin' runnin'
I'm tired of this shit! My brother, homie!
Tired of running
Unh, tired of hunting
Unh, my own kind
But retiring nothing
Unh, tires are steady screeching,
the driver is rubbing
Unh, hands on the wheel
Unh, who said we wasn't
Unh, dyin' of thirst
Unh, dyin' of thirst
Unh, dyin' of thirst
Unh, Dope on the corner
Unh, look at the coroner
Unh, daughter is dead
Unh, mother is mourning her
Unh, straight bullet
Unh, AK bullets
Resuscitation was waitin' patiently
but they couldn't
Unh, bring her back
Unh, who got the footage
Unh, Channel 9
Unh, camera's is looking
It's hard to channel your energy
when you know you're crooked
Unh, banana clip
Split his banana pudding
Unh, I'm like, Tre,
Unh, that's Cuba Gooding
Unh, I'm know I'm good at
Unh, dyin' of thirst
Unh, dyin' of thirst
Unh, dyin' of thirst
Unh, how many sins?
Unh, I'm burnin' out
Unh, how many sins?
Unh, I lost count
Dreams of ballin' like Spalding
But only shotty bounce
Unh, the reaper calling
Unh, I'm cottonmouth
Unh, money is power
(Money is power) Yours is ours
(Yours is ours)
Lay with a snitch,
Unh, die with a coward
Unh, hope we get rich
Unh, hope we can tower
Over the city with vanity
with the music louder
Unh, the same song
Unh, a black flower
Unh, I show you how to
Unh, dye your thirst
Unh, dye your thirst
Unh, dye your thirst
Unh, what are we doing?
Unh, who are we fooling?
Unh, Hell is hot
Unh, fire is proven
Unh, to burn for eternity
return of the student
That never learned how to live
right just by how to shoot it
Unh, tired of running
Unh, choirs is humming
Unh, tell us to visit
Unh, we lyin' 'bout coming
Unh, now back to business
Unh, loading the guns in
Back of the Buick, your hood is viewed
And the beef is bubbling
Unh, it's no discussion
Unh, hereditary, unh, all of my cousins
Unh, dyin' of thirst, unh, dyin' of thirst,
unh, dyin' of thirst
Unh, too many sins
Unh, I'm runnin' out
Unh, somebody send
Me a well for the drought
Unh, see, all I know
unh, is takin' notes
On takin' this life for granted
Granted, if he provoke
Unh, my best days,
Unh, my stress days
(Lord, forgive me for all my sins
for I not know)
My best days
Unh, I stress days
Unh, say "Fuck the world"
Unh, my sex slave
Unh, money, pussy, and greed
was my next crave
Whatever it is, know it's my next grave
Unh, tired of running, tired of running
Tired of tumbling, tired of running
Unh, tired of tumbling
Back once my momma say
"See a pastor, give me a promise
What if today was the Rapture,
and you completely tarnished
The truth will set you free,
so to me be completely honest
You dyin' of thirst
You dyin' of thirst
So hop in that water,
and pray that it works"
Fuck! I'm tired of this shit!
I'm tired of fuckin' runnin'
I'm tired of this shit!
My brother, homie!
Is that what I think that is?
I know that's not what I think that is
Why are you so angry?
See, you young men are dying of thirst
Do you know what that means?
That means you need water, holy water
You need to be baptized,
with the spirit of the Lord
Do you want to receive God
as your personal savior?
Okay, repeat after me: "Lord God,
I come to You a sinner."
(Lord God, I come to You a sinner)
"And I humbly repent for my sins"
(And I humbly repent for my sins)
"I believe that Jesus is Lord"
(I believe that Jesus is Lord)
"I believe you raised Him from the dead"
(I believe you raised Him from the dead)
"I would ask that Jesus come into my life"
(I would ask that Jesus come in my life)
"And be my Lord and Savior"
(And be my Lord and Savior)
"I receive Jesus to take control of my life"
(I receive Jesus to take control of my life)
"And that I might live for Him
from this day forward"
(And that I may live for Him
from this day forward)
"Thank You, Lord Jesus
For saving me with your precious blood"
(Thank you, Lord Jesus
For saving me with Your precious blood)
"In Jesus' name, amen"
(In Jesus' name, amen)
All right, now remember this day
The start of a new life, your real life
