Life is here but death is coming
If i see the Grim Reaper you know i'll be running
The streets leave me naked I feel so bare
If theres one thing you learn on the streets its that life aint fair
I sometimes wonder if any niggers care
But still I live on
And still I con
Its like everytime I rap my spirit grows strong
If it wasn't for these rhymes I'd be in the ground
Not listening to Eminem, Tupac or the bizzle sound
But death has got me caught and bound
Like a nigger in a KKK crowd.
This is what I spit and I spit what I write
I feel death on my back when Im out at night
But deaths meant for a nigger like me
Because man, this life isn't easy.
If i see the Grim Reaper you know i'll be running
The streets leave me naked I feel so bare
If theres one thing you learn on the streets its that life aint fair
I sometimes wonder if any niggers care
But still I live on
And still I con
Its like everytime I rap my spirit grows strong
If it wasn't for these rhymes I'd be in the ground
Not listening to Eminem, Tupac or the bizzle sound
But death has got me caught and bound
Like a nigger in a KKK crowd.
This is what I spit and I spit what I write
I feel death on my back when Im out at night
But deaths meant for a nigger like me
Because man, this life isn't easy.