Lyrics:
(To get something you've never had, you must be willing to do something you've never done)
Cursed by the hate we throw (I'ma die by mine)
Is this
these kids know
That one would stay
And one would go
But both must die
So the others can atone
Can somebody tell me why
Why did they have to die
When all
I got two outcomes
I x’d out 2 ones who had dumb outcomes
I claim what I do cause I took them jumps
Walked up high hills why you thinking pumps
Making
y'all
Beat-beat y'all, ya don't stop
A-master Gee, my mellow
It's on you so whatcha gonna do?
Well like Johnny Carson on the Late Show
A-like
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happen
My niggas we ready for shit like a plumber
Try me you die gon be another casualty
I go wherever don't care bout who after me
My niggas clap too so
Yeah, ATLiens style on y'all ass
(Do or die, Aquemini)
(Killer Mike, Roc-A-Fella collaboration holla)
(Young Hov' in the place to be, Big Boi in
out here, we don't never see them (they lie)
But if we do, we pop out cars, and we gone no I.D them
Lowkey I know they hurt, they hurt so bad, they
down-bad
Outside, but I ain't going out-sad like the good guys
Why do the good die young, and the evil live forever
That's cause evil and live comprised
Yeah, Yeah this that Hoodie Muzik
Young, Casino, young, Casino got that Hoodie Muzik
So Ride to it ya'll and vibe to it ya'll
And I'm just asking
it lil nigga then die by the gun
See whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
So how the fuck you gon win lil nigga when I already won
of the great
magicians. An expedition of alien voyagers came upon
the now ice-covered sphere, drawn there by an
unexplained lone beacon far below the miles
keep it on me, I don't wanna die young
I rather be judged by twelve, than carried by six
I'ma go post bail, just look at my wrist
Tell me, why
That's why I buy that shit
He always give me a couple of buds extra
I get high so I don't get
High blood pressure, They right
Pressure do bust pipes
But I
school
Mo' money, mo' bitches, mo' murder fool
Always the young niggaz gettin' in shit
She wouldn't stop to conversate so you called her a bitch
coppers in hell
An so I walk into the stars an I never come back again
Im spitting to the wind with immaculate acumen
So when I die im still in
A hit this nigga dead
Do y'all believe in ghosts?
Reach in the stash where I keep the toast
Then put a hole in ya gut big enough
To stash a whole ki'
Inspired by the things you'd learn that could make u turn then lead you to
adventures.
oh
Chorus)
why do we die so young?
with a million dreams
Roll up, young nigga, roll up, young nigga
Roll up, maybe three or four
Post up, young nigga, post up, young nigga
Post up right there by the store
Because dem a always ah die young or what
Sombodi eat dem or what?
Wha go on fi der?
Yeh man
Have you heard of the guy dey call him Pharrell?
Oh Pharrell
madder
That's why it's at a stalemate
And can't arrive at a compromise so it's Black Ops
I wonder if we hire more black cops, the crap stops
The block
don't connect with y'all and these antics
Today you give your life to the game
Tomorrow you be posin' in pictures, lookin' like Steve Francis
You ain't
I was young I wanted to be a thug
hang on the corner, smoke my weed and try to sell my drugs and show no love
In '97, all this had to change
So
started from being real
While you started by stabbing your brothers
In the back
But we're not like you
(So)
We'd rather die as your Villains
Than live like
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