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Gloomy days got my head twisted 
Mystic visions of a razor blade 
Cut my blunt with precision 
Stuff it till it's bustin' 
Sippin' on some Tussin 
Imagine it  gothic hustlin' 
Men tusslin'  women fussin' 
And they babies in the corner cryin' 
Young niggaz bang  and they ain't afriad of dyin' 
Pistol keepers  mobile phones and beepers 
Cars and hoes  and plenty dust for the geekers 
Me  I'm a break beater  microphone eater 
Weed leader, siizlin' like a fajita 
But it's so hard for me to stay out the streets 
Behind tint blowin' cheap 
Fuckin' with freaks 
What kinda role model, I'ma be? 
Don't get it twisted 
Gifted, linquistic. graphic and realistic 
God, deleiver me from harm and arm me with, 
Sense enough to know when to quit 
Chorus: 
I don't wanna die 
I don't wanna die (lord forgive me for the anger that I feel today) 
I don't wanna die 
I don't wanna die 
Thinkin' about what my eyes witnessed 
Thinkin' about what my kids gon' see 
when they get grown and independent 
What you doin' baby? 
18, strippin' daily 
A small ass apartment, tryin' to flip a Mercedes 
I don't knock shit, unless you a fiend 
Tryin' to hock shit 
Protectin' myself 
I gotta grab the gock and pop shit 
I guess that's the problem with the world today (what?) 
Black, white, asian 
So many people think this way 
Fuck with me and I'll shoot ya 
We live in, what used to be the space age, future 
To acid droppin' hippies 
Now they run the country 
Drug smugglin' with my tax money 
Bomb makers, nuclear, death creators 
White power, skin head, Jew and nigga haters 
All of this, plus I gotta watch the nigga next door 
What you think I pray for, man 
Chorus 
Life ain't nothin' but preperation 
For the angels and the demons that we all gon' face when, 
The soul and the body seperate, that's death 
Nothin' left but darkness, after your last breath 
Well, all of that shit is in the past 
Enjoy it while you got it, cause you can't take it with your ass 
Where I'm from, any day can be your last 
That's why them thug niggaz live life hard and fast 
Slowdown, and find yourself surrounded by the lowdown 
Unaware, a showdown's about to go down 
Why we gotta clown instead of bein' kinfolks 
Why do white folks, think all we know is sellin' dope? 
Some can't cope, and got out hangin' from a rope 
Slit wrists, found shakin' from an overdose 
Tupac and Biggie got they life snatched away 
Nobody knows when they gotta go, mayne 
Chorus 
That's all baby, 
You never know when you gotta go 
Deaths around the corner 
Your nobody, till somebody kils you 
But I don't wanna die 
I don't wanna die 
Hey, I don't wanna die 
Can you hear me? 
I don't wanna die 
I don't wanna die 
I don't wanna die 
DIe, die, die, die, die (repeated till end)

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