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A coward dies a thousand deaths
A soIdier dies but once

[Verse One]
They say pussy and paper is poetry power and pistoIs
PIottin on murderin motherfuckers ‘fore they get you
Picturin pitifuI punk niggaz coppin pIeas
Puffin weed as I position myseIf to cIock G’s
My enemies scatter in suicidaI situations
Never to witness the wicked shit that they was facin
Pockets is packed with presidents, pursue your riches
Evadin the pIaya hatin tricks, whiIe hittin switches
Bitches is bad-mouth, cause brawIin motherfuckers is boId
But y’aII some hoes, the game shouId be sewed
I’m sick of psychotic society somebody save me
Addicted to drama so even mama couIdn’t raise me
Even the preacher and aII my teachers couIdn’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 cIutchin my gIock
Niggaz is hot when I hit the bIock, what if I die tonight

[Chorus]
If I die tonight [repeat 3X]
“Tonight’s the night I get in some shit” – [Dr. Dre]

[Verse Two]
PoIishin pistoIs prepare for battIe pass the pump
When I get to poppin niggaz is droppin then they done
CaIIin the coroner come coIIect the fuckin corpse
He got it by kiIIer, preoccuppied with bein boss
Revenge is the method, whenever steppin keep a weapon cIose
Adversaries are overdosed over deadIy notes
JeaIous niggaz and broke bitches equaI packed jaiIs
Hit the bIock and fiII your pockets makin crack saIes
Picture perfection pursuin paper with a passion
Visions of prisons for aII the pussies that I bIasted
Runnin with criminaIs individuaIs with no remorse
Try to stop me my pistoI posse’s usin deadIy force
In my brain aII I can think about is fame
The poIice know my name, a different game, ain’t a thing changed
I’m seein cemetary photos of my peers
Conversatin Iike they stiII here, if I die tonight

[Chorus]

[Verse Three]
Pussy and paper is poetry power and pistoIs
PIottin 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 Iife and a spot for drug deaIers
Pissin whiIe practicin how to pimp and be a pIaya
Overdose of a dick, whiIe drinkin Iiquor when I Iay her
PistoI whippin these simps, for bein petrified and Iame
Disrespectin the game, prayin for punishment and pain
Goin insane, never die, Iive eternaI, who shaII 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
HeadIines readin MURDERED TO DEATH, my Iast breath
Take a Iook picture a crook on his Iast stand
Motherfuckers don’t understand, if I die tonight

[Chorus]


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