2 Live & Die (feat. Queen Allat ZigZagZIg)

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To live and die, and Never Die Young
Lauderdale, Lauderdale
Queen
ZigZagZIg

Don't tell them lil niggas nothing, I'm letting my actions speak
I'm ready to risk it all when it come to progressing we
Sliding out and it's Dear Lord and my demons protecting we
If I gotta die today, then I die and remain a G

Tryna focus on my grind, but the devil testing me
Never leave without that Rasheed Wallace under my seat
Once I heal from all my scars, wonder then who would I be
Hoping I don't lose myself, cause trauma made me

Okay, I'm living hell now, and I burn the forbidden tree
Satan sucking on my soul, and at every point there's a leech
Grip my pistol, clean my sword, stand tall on both my feet
In the lions den, with thugs, the belly of dark beasts

In the valley of the shadows, I'm real, When im round my people
Possessed by money, greed, when hunger, been proven lethal
Nigga, welcome to the East Side, live of 95
Whipping and sipping spirit, there's blood and smoke in my eyes

Oppressed by all these heathens, I'm sliding like I'm a soldier
My daughters need them, a father, my drive come from Jehovah
My foes ain't had enough, I'm up, Upset they gut
If I was deceased now, in life I made the cut

Don't tell them little niggas nothing, I'm letting my actions speak
I'm ready to risk it all when it come to progressing we
Sliding out and it's Dear Lord and my demons protecting we
If I gotta die today, then I die a remain a G

Trying to focus on my grind, but the devil testing me
Never leave without that iron, Rasheed Wallace under my seat
Once I heal from all my scars, wonder then who would I be
Hoping I don't lose myself, cause trauma made me

Suicide rates, homicide rates, somebody mad for police
Gotta have the highest crime rates, kill us so we riot
Now we a martial law state, Israelite yelling we cursed
And this is our fate, Christians say that this the end of times

Get ready for the rapture, just in case I end up in lake
Fill my pockets up with backwoods to my folks who wide awake
Know it's a spiritual warfare, ain't nobody bout to save me
And so slavery, wouldn't have been long

Sorry granny, I cannot play that same song
I know myself, sorry Rodney, we can't all get long
Never love my enemy, I am my people
And what they did to them, they did to me

Look at history

Don't tell them little niggas nothing, I'm letting my actions speak
I'm ready to risk it all when it come to progressing we
Sliding out and it's Dear Lord and my demons protecting we

If I gotta die today, then I die and remain a G
Trying to focus on my grind, but the devil testing me
Never leave without that iron, Rasheed Wallace under my seat
Once I heal from all my scars, wonder then who would I be

Hoping I don't lose myself, cause trauma made me

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