If I Should Die (feat. Da Ranjahz)

Come on... life... death... here... gone... Yo

If I should die don't cry my niggas
Just ride my niggas
Bust bullets in the sky my niggas
And when I'm gone don't mourn my niggas
Get on my niggas
When it's real say word to Shawn my niggas
If I should die don't cry my niggas
It's been one hell of a ride my niggas
In the middle of the trial I flip pies my niggas
I did joints with Mary J. Blige my niggas
I've eluded the coppers got booted with Big Poppa
Skated through with the Ceasar Picadas
At high school got head by the lockers
Gassed the baddest girl in the class to show me her knockers
Rocked jewels, dropped school
Still didn't fail, rhymes still written well
Hold court in the street
Never sit in the cell for a second then I'm gettin' my bail
Shoot it out with the bounty hunters
Fuck sittin' in the county for summers if they should down me

Everybody around us become one for that day
To live life get your shit right & play
Don't get it twisted like rays if I miss that's ok
But life's short don't miss a day uhh
If I should die don't cry my niggas
Just ride my niggas

Bust bullets in the sky my niggas
And when I'm gone don't mourn my niggas
Get on my niggas
When it's real say word to Shawn my niggas
If I should die...

...don't cry my niggas
It's been one hell of a ride my niggas
Say word to Wais my niggas
When I'm gone don't mourn my niggas
Just keep gettin' it on my niggas
Say word is bond my niggas

I got a lot to look back on
In '88 got my crack on
Ten years later gettin' my rap on
Gettin' shorties like a thespian
Had an episode with two lesbians
Got a fetish for that
Drunk ginseng with Japanese chicks & pulled the root out
Squeeze my whole clip to survive shootouts
Been on both coasts fired all kinds of heat
Probably be kinda glad to leave these mean streets
I got dead mens to meet
And questions to fulfill
like is that mystery God real?
And how was Kennedy killed?
I ain't mad

I must've smoked a ton of reefer
Sipped nas with Latifah
Broke the code of Geneva
I know when I reach the
Other side I'ma see the
Cat I had beef with who blood remains on my sneaker
Then it's on again

If I could be born again
I live my life through my son
And tell him never have a friend
Just family
Reincarnated I'll show him the time that I waited to get paid
Tell him never be afraid

Niggas hearts pump Kool Aid and yo blood run thicker
Never shed tears cry liquor my nigga

If I die don't cry my niggas
It's been one hell of a ride my niggas
Say word to Wais my niggas
When I'm gone don't mourn my niggas
Just keep bangin' these songs my niggas
Say word is bond my niggas
If I die...

...don't cry my niggas
Just stay gettin' high my niggas
Don't wonder why my niggas
When I'm gone live on my niggas
Just follow my path my niggas
Say word to Half my nigga

I'm the aftermath of pleasure
Never die alone
Born to live forever through life's struggles
I cut corners & took drastic measures

See you niggas life expire right in front of me
Time could never mend what these cold streets
Mentally done to me
Too often I close my eyes, and see my own coffin
Feelin' haunted, ready to leave
This world that I'm lost in
My only chance to see the seeds I lost through abortion
When I'm gone y'all niggas better not mourn
Keep flossin'
As long as my name lives on
What's most important
I'll be down in hell scorchin' preparin' for life
Afterlife still torchin' & blazin' these mics
It'd rain for 40 days & 40 nights
& I'd return on the 3rd like Christ
Without my physical portion
My spirit a poltergeist for sure
I'll be back through the heist tomorrow
blood over y'all fake niggas door
What you thought? (huh)
What you thought? (nigga)

If I should die don't cry my niggas
Just stay gettin' high my niggas
Don't wonder why my niggas
When I'm gone live on my niggas
Just follow my path my niggas
Say word to Half my nigga
When I die.
...don't cry my niggas
Just ride my niggas
Bust bullets in the sky my niggas
And when I'm gone don't mourn my niggas
Get on my niggas
When it's real say word to Shawn my niggas
If I should die...

...I'd tell Big they're still hearin' his songs
Run into Pac ask him where we went wrong
Tell him life is miserable when ya dealin' in the physical form
Is everything that's invisible gone?
I need to know
Will I still feel pain
Or will it be ironic?
Will I chill in the flames
For all the ills of my brain?
Can I reveal the game
To all the hustlers trapped in the race
And if so can I leave this place?
Can I puff cigars & drink Cristal?
If this is heaven to me is this considered heavenly?
Can I still touch lives answer they "whats & whys"
Make sure everybody in my fam' clutch five?
If I should die...
(Don't cry my niggas)