Even Killers Die
(Woo)
Too many times that I-,
Know I lied and cried,
Had it by my side,
Uh, shit,
A lot of times I done been 'round
When it got cold inside the summertime,
And this is something you should know,
Can't fathom losing mine,
Too many tears stream down my face,
I got blood in my eyes,
"He said he want it?" send him here,
Fuck it, call him by,
Ain't see it come but it appeared,
I guess I went in blind,
And you can play like you're the biggest,
Even killers die
You can't rush it,
Gotta take your time,
I know it all got repercussions in my state of mind,
I hope god protect my brothers and they stay alive,
Something told me I would suffer if I stay around
Still went through it though I left,
It was proof that nothing gets better,
In these shoes a nigga step,
Still time for music on my schedule,
It's amusing when they use me,
'Cause I knew that it would happen,
Ain't no pools or no jacuzzis in the trenches,
Just berettas
Boy, I use these drugs for recreation,
High with headphones on I'm tryna block out Satan,
Running from inconveniences I'm speed racing,
And you got the decency to say I'm crazy
Mm-mmm-mmm (Ouuu)
Eat or get turned into food,
Murder, what them pistols do,
And I be with demons too,
Man them boys not biblical,
Know some niggas ain't been in school,
'Cause they on the block,
Making it move
And who can judge them? (Nigga who?),
Ain't no money in them classes,
Every time you show your face,
You're facing judgement,
And most of our schools public,
So most likely you walk in you gone see somebody thuggin',
And clutching on that metal,
'Cause they whole life been a struggle
And nothing can make it better accept this weed,
But now we junkies,
At least that's what they say but never felt like no one loved them,
Lesson of the day is "Mind your business, keep it subtle",
'Cause you gone critique the wrong nigga and he gone put you under
Too many times that I-,
Know I lied and cried,
Had it by my side,
Uh, shit,
A lot of times I done been 'round
When it got cold inside the summertime,
And this is something you should know,
Can't fathom losing mine,
(Too many tears stream down my face,
I got blood in my eyes,
"He said he want it?" send him here,
Fuck it, call him by,
Ain't see it come but it appeared,
I guess I went in blind,
And you can play like you're the biggest,
Even killers die)
Too many times that I-,
Know I lied and cried,
Had it by my side,
Uh, shit,
A lot of times I done been 'round
When it got cold inside the summertime,
And this is something you should know,
Can't fathom losing mine,
Too many tears stream down my face,
I got blood in my eyes,
"He said he want it?" send him here,
Fuck it, call him by,
Ain't see it come but it appeared,
I guess I went in blind,
And you can play like you're the biggest,
Even killers die
You can't rush it,
Gotta take your time,
I know it all got repercussions in my state of mind,
I hope god protect my brothers and they stay alive,
Something told me I would suffer if I stay around
Still went through it though I left,
It was proof that nothing gets better,
In these shoes a nigga step,
Still time for music on my schedule,
It's amusing when they use me,
'Cause I knew that it would happen,
Ain't no pools or no jacuzzis in the trenches,
Just berettas
Boy, I use these drugs for recreation,
High with headphones on I'm tryna block out Satan,
Running from inconveniences I'm speed racing,
And you got the decency to say I'm crazy
Mm-mmm-mmm (Ouuu)
Eat or get turned into food,
Murder, what them pistols do,
And I be with demons too,
Man them boys not biblical,
Know some niggas ain't been in school,
'Cause they on the block,
Making it move
And who can judge them? (Nigga who?),
Ain't no money in them classes,
Every time you show your face,
You're facing judgement,
And most of our schools public,
So most likely you walk in you gone see somebody thuggin',
And clutching on that metal,
'Cause they whole life been a struggle
And nothing can make it better accept this weed,
But now we junkies,
At least that's what they say but never felt like no one loved them,
Lesson of the day is "Mind your business, keep it subtle",
'Cause you gone critique the wrong nigga and he gone put you under
Too many times that I-,
Know I lied and cried,
Had it by my side,
Uh, shit,
A lot of times I done been 'round
When it got cold inside the summertime,
And this is something you should know,
Can't fathom losing mine,
(Too many tears stream down my face,
I got blood in my eyes,
"He said he want it?" send him here,
Fuck it, call him by,
Ain't see it come but it appeared,
I guess I went in blind,
And you can play like you're the biggest,
Even killers die)
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Writer(s): Adonis Roundtree
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