Dead 4 Life

歌詞

Come closer, come closer, come look inside a nigga head Dead for life, ain't no need for me to think twice Look for that gat but I just can't find it Fuck it nevermind it, and since I'm devil-blinded I'll plot me another way to end this shit If my gat can't do it, then I guess I got to roll through it Look to that mirror and I think of the pain Voices from a devil and it drove a nigga insane Now I'm all up in that forty ounce O, thinking about my gat I heard my forty-four callin up on me, in that Back again with that Manson mind And now my blood's on that wall; all I can say is its about time Looking up from my gravesite First scene from a motherfucker dead for life What do I see? My baby-momma sucking up on another dick Fucking my bitch cause my death made my woman rich She never really gave a fuck And when that check came through, guess who got the first buck? Ashes to ashes, and dust to my bank book Who would have thought that my baby's moms was a crook? As for my son, my poor little worm's got no food to eat Cause his mom's always in that street Poor little O.G And I'm thinking to myself he never really got to know me Looking up from my gravesite Second scene from a motherfucker dead for life What do I see? Mom's gonna choke from the smoke that she be blowing Them wasted years not knowing that no matter what Whatever happen let it happen But after what that pipe say, and when them tears start flowing When them years start growing short, yo The fear of her laying right next to me, and up on that note That one little rock get lit up, hit up Better toke that shit up, too much to take But better make that blast last, but she spliff too fast How comes moms won't get up? Is it because that lit been did up By too much cut up in stuff that shit can't even set up Fed up by my own clothes cause she smoke them bones Momma gone, drown my own, but then no one knows What she done been through, what she got herself up into What's in the past to make her blast up? Must have been rough Crack monster ain't nothing nice That's what I see laying hella deep That nigga dead for life That niggaz dead for life [Break] Dead for life And as they, life after death Little angels with wings coming down to bring you up to your maker Seeing all them people you missed Hear about them good things, and what that future brings But what I see, ain't nothing like they told me Ain't no god in sight, and no shining light And my dead daddy's still in the box Cold as a motherfuck, still moldy like a motherfuck And to think we believed in that shit Heaven ain't nothing but a casket And about that Devil, that so-called Devil Ain't nothing but a man with his hand on that shovel And all them Sundays dressed in my best church clothes Them shoes always hurt on my toes And now I'm dead, as life goes on until they die Goes on until they lie up in that grave with me Maybe if we all wished hard enough All that stuff about that God might come true Cause if not, we finally gonna rot up in that grave Ain't no chance to change our ways, dead for life