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don't lay me down to rest
You can put my mind at ease if you fill my last request

Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die
Lord, I wanna go to heaven,
don't lay me down to rest
You can put my mind at ease if you fill my last request

Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die
Lord, I wanna go to heaven,
Don't lay me down to rest
You can put my mind at ease
If you fill my last request

Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die
Lord, I wanna go to heaven,
whiskey on their wings
If I can't cross the Jordan to go and see my King
And prop me up by the jukebox where I can hear ol' Diffie sing
And hand me over
Gotta pocket full of quarters just
to slide ‘em in the jukebox
Got an itching for some Diffie and some Kershaw
So prop me up if I die
Tonight I'm going
They get clean wind what you gon do?
Rap about a fight I had with
A nigga that by me? And I bit him back
Well talk about how it was 20 niggas
There and I
all the shit I pop (I don't)
And if y'all know me, y'all know I don't give a fuck
I'm cool with not bein' cool with niggas, so listen up

Trick
3 bitch I'm me
Never give a fuck about what people think

Hey man, kill em like FaZe Clan, all blacked out Ray Bans
Wouldn't give you props if you was
('cause no one told me)
Deontay Wilder lost his first fight
He got beat up by Tyson, I ain't talkin' 'bout Mike
Oh, the Tyson that he got beat up by was
fear
Keep that choppa on deck
If a hater run up on me
Hit him up with no rat
It's big business, big bills
And big choppas
Cherry red Challenger, lookin
to rob
And if eatin' niggaz made you obese, I be The Blob!
Fuck props, nigga this a different conquest
Listen this hear me spittin' think it's a pissing
left me in this condition
And now I'm thankful for my honky tonk addiction
H-O-N-K-Y, prop me up beside the jukebox if I die
T-O-N-K Why don't we raise
trouble
If you dare you gonna stare down the barrel of a
Mossy shotty, can't help ya
Never could drop me, but I'm untouchable
Look behind me, find Mo Thug
valve, you couldn't shut me the fuck up if you
Had dirt on me now, I'll murder my pal, before I NTSC a crowd of
People that have been offended by the words
thumb, but I won't
I see him raise his brow in the jukebox light
Shakes his head as the names go by
Says, "You know there's a reason God created Spotify,"
the Brooklyn borough that never riz-an
Block-ay block-ay

[Fabolous]
Now if they get me on wire traces
I'm gonna die in com-stat
I got prior cases from
wit dat
So if a nigga ever frontin, I'ma wet I'm wit that
Yo I grew up like a Regular Cat
Some nigga hit me wit a signing
Shit, yo I'll settle wit dat
the Brooklyn borough that never riz-an
Block-ay block-ay

[Fabolous]
Now if they get me on wire traces
I'm gonna die in com-stat
I got prior cases from
Later) for it, no Aubrey
Switch my demeanor up I'm, off my 380 shit
My, future's bright, stars is by my head, baby shit
Make me sick, what you eat don't
you see 2Pac, uhh
Who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish
Now ya bout to feel the wrath of a menace
Busta, I hit em' up...

Interlude: 2Pac
Yeah,
tried me
If he did, I want his soul, didn't have no one beside me
Shit, I did it on my own, I was trudging through the slimy
It get grimy where I'm from,
but, built up not that nice fighter
I'm the champ, but still I'm the number 1 contender
You the chump, more like the number 1 pretender
Don't call me by
would see that I'm the truth
So, in a few months we just have to multiply by 2
Besides the digits I'm just grateful that it's reaching you
And if you're
up
Or the cops will blow
Two pick from Burrow
Now it's sloppy Joe's
No worries of being hot
I'm not stopping though
Til I'm shrine'd standing beside

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