That when one Seraphim flew to me with coal in his hands He touch me on my lips, said I was a brand new man As the foundation shook He's asking, who shall
understood the kinda love that Make somebody die for our world Who doesn't even care that you cry for the world Who doesn't care that you gave your life
if you're the pastors son persevere thruogh the trials of this life there's no time to be complascent let hope be your motivation that's enough to spark
know this was tha wrong street Bang bang, down another casualty But it's a cop who's shot there's brutality Who do you blame? It's a shame because tha
nigga Syke do it to you Guess who's back? [Syke] I got ki's, comin from overseas Cost a nigga two hundred G's I'm a street comando, Nino for example
"] There's gon' be some stuff you gon' see That's gon' make it hard to smile in the future [50 Cent] Yeah nigga! Ha ha Let's go nigga, this is what it
trust? Got my mama stressin thinkin it's a drug bust Gotta get paid but all the drama that's attached We living a Drug Life, Thug Life, each day could
project roofs and Pete and Lee young G's with a gift of gab and tryin' to hook up with the hookers who was quick to stab remember mama's cooking No school
do Now rule one -- get your cash on, M.O.B. That's Money Over Bitches, cause they breed envy Now rule two is a hard one, watch for phonies Keep yo', enemies
: Keepin it real Verse One: 2Pac I take a shot of Henessey now I'm strong enough to face the madness Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash Phone
You love to shoot a nigga but you scared to pop a cop Now drop (Chorus) Reflected and disrespected why so rejected ? our just another rapper who swears he's makin records That's
: (feat. Stretch) [2pac:] Rest in peace to my mothafucka Biggie Smalls That's right boy, it's goin on Right here, Thug Life God bless the dead God
is more than His pension, salary and then some Your daughter is my number one fan And your trife ass wife wants a life with a black man So who's the mac in fact who's
you take a life or ya life get took bitch Sometimes, I sit and look at life from a different angle Don't know if I'm God's child or I'm Satan's angel [
you recline to in the Maybach I got two suiters now, on the run from the fuzz You get the same shit for ten bodies, you get for one cuz I live life in
Cent (Then Game)] Hate it or love it, the underdog's ontop And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stops Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP And I ain't
flowers [Lloyd Banks] I got a intergangstress who argue and steams wit reefer And who flip when I call a bitch like she Queen Latifah Not all the vehicle's is long enough
can see B.I. rockin the Sean John (let's go Big) Yeah right, this is what "Life's After's" like B.I. Frank White, your "Bad Boy For Life" No matter what