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Child: Why you by the window?, what·s wrong
daddy?

Mother: I know what·s wrong with that crazy
motherfucker

He·s just stand by the goddamn window

with that fuckin· AK all day

You don·t work, you don·t fuck, you don·t,

you don·t do a goddamn thing

I see death around the corner, gotta stay high
while I survive

In the city where the skinny niggas die

If they bury me, bury me as a G nigga, no need to
worry

I expect retaliation in a hurry

I see death around the- corner, anyday

Trying to keep it together, no one lives forever
anyway

Strugglin and strivin, my destiny·s to die

Keep my finger on the trigger, no mercy in my
eyes

In a ball of confusion, I think about my daddy

Madder than a motherfucker, they never shoulda
had me

I guess I seen too many murders, the doctors
can·t help me

Got me stressin· with my pistol in my sheets, it
ain·t healthy

Am I paranoid? - Tell me the truth

I·m out the window with my AK, ready to shoot

Ran out of endo and my mind can·t take the
stress,

I·m out of breath

Make me wanna kill my damn self,

but I see death around the corner

Chorus

(When we were kids, belonging felt good)

I see death around the corner

(But having respect, that feels even better)

I see death around the corner

(When we were kids, belonging felt good)

I see death around the corner

(But having respect, that feels even better)

I see death around the corner,

the pressure·s getting to me

I no longer trust my homies,

them phonies tried to do me

Smoking too much weed,

got me paranoid, stressed

Pack a gat and my vest,

under my clothes when I dress

Here·s hopin I die the way I lived,

straight thuggin·

Huggin· my trigger for all them niggas

who was buggin·

My homie told me once,

don·t you trust them other suckers

They fought like they your homies

but they phony motherfuckers

And even if I did die young, who cares

All I ever got was mean mugs and cold stares

I got homies in my head

who done passed away screamin, please

Young nigga, make Gs

I can·t give up, although I·m hopeless,

I think my mind·s gone

All I can do is get my grind on, death around the
corner

Chorus

I was raised in the city, shitty

Ever since I was an itty bitty kitty

Drinkin· liquor out my momma·s titty

And smokin· weed was an everyday thang in my
household,

And drinking liquor til· you out cold

And tho· i·m gone now, nigga it·s still on- Pow

Bustin on them niggas til they gone

How many more jealous ass bitches, comin for my
riches

Now I gotta stay suspicious when I bone

Cause if I ain·t sharp and heartless,

them bitches will start shit

Excuse me, but this is where we part bitch

No more game for free, please explain to me

Why niggas trip bitch, who you came to see?

Murderin· now but see me later man, as for my
pops

I got homies that will hunt you til you drop

I hope the Lord will forgive me, I was a G

And gettin high was a way of gettin free

I see death around the corner

Chorus

This is for all the real mothafuckin niggas out
there

I know you ain·t scared to die

We all gotta go, ya know ?

A real motherfucker will pick the time he goes

And make sure he handles his motherfuckin
business

Y·all niggas stop acting like pussies out there,

all right

(Movie bites)

I·m tired off getting ripped off by guys like
that

I want his family dead, I want his house burned
to the ground

I want to got there in the middle of the night,

I wanna piss on his head

I want his family dead, I want his house burned
to the ground

I want to got there in the middle of the night,

I wanna piss on his head

I want that sonova bitch dead, I want him dead

I want him dead, I don·t care


Adaugat in 06.11.2008, 15:42 de ionel coscondel


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