Nobody Knows
So many people like to lie
But nobody likes to die
Do anybody wanna take this ride with me?
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, nowhere to go
Watch yourself, watch yourself
Don't nobody know
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh oooh
Yeah, my soul is heavy they tryna break me like a levy
But I am ready and I will not be a Makaveli
I pity the fool who doesn't know that they shouldn't test me
Don't you know a gun could make your brain look like spaghetti
That's a warning to anyone comin' my way
Best believe that death can come and get you night or day
He's sittin' right here I can send him right away (yeah)
Yeah we order pain here, yeah so don't you fucking play
All my real niggas know what it's like (yeah)
And all you fake niggas gonna pay a price
You yelling gang gang gang, all about a savage life
But when that shit get real you be calling Jesus Christ (Lord)
Wait wait wait wait
Lord this is not the day
Please let me live some more
Lord won't you come my way
You callin' for the Deacon and the Doctor and the Po Po now
But they don't really care about all that shit you pray about no
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, nowhere to go
Watch yourself, watch yourself
Don't nobody know
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh oooooh
But nobody likes to die
Do anybody wanna take this ride with me?
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, nowhere to go
Watch yourself, watch yourself
Don't nobody know
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh oooh
Yeah, my soul is heavy they tryna break me like a levy
But I am ready and I will not be a Makaveli
I pity the fool who doesn't know that they shouldn't test me
Don't you know a gun could make your brain look like spaghetti
That's a warning to anyone comin' my way
Best believe that death can come and get you night or day
He's sittin' right here I can send him right away (yeah)
Yeah we order pain here, yeah so don't you fucking play
All my real niggas know what it's like (yeah)
And all you fake niggas gonna pay a price
You yelling gang gang gang, all about a savage life
But when that shit get real you be calling Jesus Christ (Lord)
Wait wait wait wait
Lord this is not the day
Please let me live some more
Lord won't you come my way
You callin' for the Deacon and the Doctor and the Po Po now
But they don't really care about all that shit you pray about no
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, nowhere to go
Watch yourself, watch yourself
Don't nobody know
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh oooooh
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Writer(s): Lovelace Terrance
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