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Eightball

I Don`t Wanna Die

  rap  hip-hop  southern rap  gangsta rap  hip hop
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Gloomy days got my head twistedMystic visions of a razor bladeCut my blunt with precisionStuff it till it`s bustin`Sippin` on some TussinImagine it, gothic hustlin`Men tusslin`, women fussin`And they babies in the corner cryin`Young niggaz bang, and they ain`t afriad of dyin`Pistol keepers, mobile phones and beepersCars and hoes, and plenty dust for the geekersMe, I`m a break beater, microphone eaterWeed leader, siizlin` like a fajitaBut it`s so hard for me to stay out the streetsBehind tint blowin` cheapFuckin` with freaksWhat kinda role model, I`ma be?Don`t get it twistedGifted, linquistic. graphic and realisticGod, deleiver me from harm and arm me with,Sense enough to know when to quitChorus:I don`t wanna dieI don`t wanna die (lord forgive me for the anger that I feel today)I don`t wanna dieI don`t wanna dieThinkin` about what my eyes witnessedThinkin` about what my kids gon` seewhen they get grown and independentWhat you doin` baby?18, strippin` dailyA small ass apartment, tryin` to flip a MercedesI don`t knock shit, unless you a fiendTryin` to hock shitProtectin` myselfI gotta grab the gock and pop shitI guess that`s the problem with the world today (what?)Black, white, asianSo many people think this wayFuck with me and I`ll shoot yaWe live in, what used to be the space age, futureTo acid droppin` hippiesNow they run the countryDrug smugglin` with my tax moneyBomb makers, nuclear, death creatorsWhite power, skin head, Jew and nigga hatersAll of this, plus I gotta watch the nigga next doorWhat you think I pray for, manChorusLife ain`t nothin` but preperationFor the angels and the demons that we all gon` face when,The soul and the body seperate, that`s deathNothin` left but darkness, after your last breathWell, all of that shit is in the pastEnjoy it while you got it, cause you can`t take it with your assWhere I`m from, any day can be your lastThat`s why them thug niggaz live life hard and fastSlowdown, and find yourself surrounded by the lowdownUnaware, a showdown`s about to go downWhy we gotta clown instead of bein` kinfolksWhy do white folks, think all we know is sellin` dope?Some can`t cope, and got out hangin` from a ropeSlit wrists, found shakin` from an overdoseTupac and Biggie got they life snatched awayNobody knows when they gotta go, mayneChorusThat`s all baby,You never know when you gotta goDeaths around the cornerYour nobody, till somebody kils youBut I don`t wanna dieI don`t wanna dieHey, I don`t wanna dieCan you hear me?I don`t wanna dieI don`t wanna dieI don`t wanna dieDIe, die, die, die, die (repeated till end)

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