"June 16th, 1971!! Mama gave birth to a Hell Raising, Heavenly, Son..."

"ONLY FEAR OF DEATH"


PRESS PLAY...


RIP...."pour out a lil liquour" ...9/13/1996

This is MY SHIT!!!(the shit in bold is the shit I scream at the top of my lungs, almost the whole song....*lol*)

They wanna bury me, I'm worried

I'm losin my mind
Look down the barrel of my nine
And my vision's blurry
Fallin to pieces, am I guilty?
I pray to the Lord, But he ignores me
Unfortunately cause I'm guilty
Show me a miracle, I'm hopeless

I'm chokin off Marijuana smoke,

With every toke, it's like I'm losin focus
Fallin to sleep while I'm in service, When will I die?

Forever paranoid and nervous, because I'm high

Don't mention funerals I'm stressin, and goin nutty

And reminiscin bout them niggaz that murdered my buddy

I wonder when will I be happy, ain't nothin funny
Flashbacks of bustin caps, anything for money

Where am I goin, I discovered, can't nothin save her
My next door neighbor's havin convo with undercovers
Put a surprise in the mailbox, hope she get it

Happy birthday bitch, you know you shouldn'ta did it

Everybody's dyin am I next, who can I trust?
Will they be G's, and they look at me before they bust?
Or will they kill me while I'm sleepin, two to the head

while I'm in bed, leakin blood on my satin sheets

Is there a heaven for a baller? Gettin suspicious
of this bitch the line busy everytime I call her

Now she's tellin me to visit, who else is home?
I check the house before I bone, so we all alone

After I nut I hit the highway, see ya later
To all the players watch the fly way a nigga played her

The bitch is tellin all her homies -- that I can fuck her
like no other now them other bitches wanna bone me
I'm under pressure gettin drunk, somebody help me
I drink a fifth of Hennesey I don't think it's healthy
I see my enemies they creepin, don't make me blast
I watch the five-oh's roll, the muthafuckas pass
By me like they know me, smilin as they laugh

I put up my middle finger then I dash
Niggaz don't like me cause I'm Thuggin, and every day

I'm a hustler lookin to get paid

They wanna bury me, I'm worried -- no need to lie

I pray to God I don't scream when it's time to fry

Nowhere to rest I'm losin homies, ain't that a bitch
When I was rich I had clout, now a nigga's lonely
I put the pistol to my head, and say a prayer

I see visions of me dead, Lord are you there?

They tell me am I lost cause I'm lonely

I thought I had friends but in the end a nigga dies lonely

Nowhere to run from the terror, and no one cares

A closed casket at my funeral and no one's there

Is there a future for a killer? I changed my ways
But still that don't promise me the next day

So I stay Thuggin with a passion, forever blastin
I'm bustin on these motherfuckers in my madness
They wonder if I'm hellbound...
Well Hell can't be worse than this, cause I'm in Hell now
Don't make me hurt you
I don't want to, but I will

Seen motherfuckers killed over chrome wheels....

Never will I die, I'll be back
Reincarnated as a MUTHAFUCKIN MACK---------11
Cause in heaven there's no shortage on G's
I'm tellin you now,
You muahfuckas don't know me!!!!
"Only fear of death.."
"You ghetto niggaz"
"Only fear of death is comin back reincarnated"


Sorry GP I had to bite yo style just this once, I knew you wouldn't mind because its 2PAC....*lol*