We chapters of the same book, just a different page
Niggas in the struggle all out ta get paid
Doin what we gotta do to avoid the raid
Before you get caged, but you cant avoid the grave
We chapters of the same book, just a different page
Niggas in the struggle all out ta get paid
Doin what we gotta do to avoid the raid
Before you get caged, but you cant avoid the grave
When you live by the sword, you die by the sword
Ill probablly die in the vocal booth spittin out raw
Die on stage, rippin down tours
Die from age, trickin out-a-town whores
Die cuz I didnt have one in the pipe
Might go out like raymond, went out on his bike
And die on a death mission, two tecs spittin
No vest section from my chest missin
Die cuz the jewels in my necklace glisten
In a v twizzy in a wreckless collision
Or die in the streets over somethin petty
Cuz a broke ass nigga tryed ta say I asked betty
Die from a shot from a said war golck
>from a kid on the block while sittin in the drop
Or die cuz I was on, aint see em comin
Too late, eight shots got my body nummin
Die for ****in his bitch in his bed
Die cuz a nigga thought I snitched ta the feds
Die wit a knife six inches in my head
I could die on death row, sentenced to the chair
Or die cuz a nigga pulled his rosco out quicker
I was high off vodka, hydro, or malt liquor
Die cuz I knew I shoulda laid that man
Die cuz the cops tricked me ta say that man
Die cuz I hesitated ta spray that man
Die cuz I hesitated ta pay that man
Die cuz my man passed me a empty tool
Die cuz I panicked, I couldnt keep my cool
Die cuz I mixed all them pills wit hennessy
Or die cuz them niggas was jel, they envyed me
Die tryin ta seal the fate of my enemy
I could go out from a case of mistaken identity
Or die cuz the door wasnt open, it was locked
Die cuz the 4 was broken, it wouldnt pop
Die cuz a nigga wasnt focused on the block
Die cuz them niggas thought tha coke was in the spot
Die cuz another nigga said I said somethin
Die cuz that newsy bitch said I did somethin
Die cuz a nigga was tryin ta get a name
Or die cuz it was just my time ta feel the flames
Might get sparked, might not feel no pain
Might go out like dark-skinned jamain
Take a couple shots ta the heart, ta the brain
Got all the dough, dont know the cost of the game
Young buck didnt wanna come off the chain
Couldnt handle the rock, got horsed in the game
I could catch a bad break like big or pac
Id rather go out in the mass jig makin salat
We chapters of the same book, just a different page
Niggas of the struggle all out ta get paid
Doin what we gotta do to avoid the raid
Avoid the cage, but you cant avoid the grave
We chapters of the same book, just a different page
Niggas of the struggle all out ta get paid
Doin what we gotta do to avoid the raid
Avoid the cage, but you cant avoid the grave