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2 Pac - If I die 2 night
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A coward dies a thousand deaths
A soldier dies but once
Verse One:
They say pussy and paper is poetry power and pistols
Plottin on murderin motherf**kers 'fore they get you
Picturin pitiful punk ni**az coppin pleas
Puffin weed as I position myself to clock G's
My enemies scatter in suicidal situations
Never to witness the wicked s**t that they was facin
Pockets is packed with presidents, pursue your riches
Evadin the playa hatin tricks, while hittin switches
bi**hes is bad-mouth, cause ballin motherf**kers is bold
But y'all some hoes, the game should be sewed
I'm sick of psychotic society somebody save me
Addicted to drama so even mama couldn't raise me
Even the preacher and all my teachers couldn't reach me
I run in the streets and puffin weed wit my peeps
I'm duckin the cop, I hit the weed as I'm clutchin my glock
ni**az is hot when I hit the block, what if I die tonight
Chorus:
If I die tonight (repeat 3X)
"Tonight's the night I get in some s**t" - Dr. Dre
Verse Two:
Polishin pistols prepare for battle pa*s the punk
When I get to poppin ni**az is droppin then they done
Callin the coroner come collect the f**kin corpse
He got it by killin we got the power bein boss
Revenge is the method we're never steppin keep a weapon close
Adversaries are overdosed over deadly notes
Jealous ni**az and broke bi**hes equal packed jails
Hit the block and fill your pockets makin crack sales
Picture perfection pursuin paper with a pa*sion
Visions of prisons for all the pussies that I blasted
Runnin with criminals individuals with no remorse
Try to stop me my pistol posse's usin deadly force
In my brain all I can think about is fame
The police know my name, a different game, ain't a thing changed
I'm seein silly teary photos of my peers
Conversatin like they still here, if I die tonight
Chorus
Verse Three:
Pussy and paper is poetry power and pistols
Plottin on murderin motherf**kers 'fore they get you
Pray to the heavens three-fifty-sevens to the sky
And I hope I'm forgiven for Thug Livin when I die
I wonder if heaven got a ghetto for Thug ni**az
A stress free life and a spot for drug dealers
Pissin while practicin how to pimp and be a playa
Overdose of a d**k, while drinkin liquor when I lay her
Pistol whippin these simps, for bein petrified and lame
Disrespectin the game, prayin for punishment and pain
Goin insane, never die, live eternal, who shall I fear?
Don't shed a tear for me ni**a I ain't happy hear
I hope they bury me and send me to my rest
Headlines readin MURDERED TO DEATH, my last breath
Take a look picture a crook on his last stand
Motherf**kers don't understand, if I die tonight
Chorus
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Usher : Burn
I don't understand why
See it's burning me to hold onto this
I know this is something I gotta do
But that don't mean I want to
What I'm trying to say is that I-love-you i just,
I feel like this is coming to an end
And its better for me to
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et it go now than hold on and hurt you
I gotta let it burn
[Verse 1]
It's gonna burn for me to say this
But it's comin from my heart
It's been a long time coming
we da been fell apart
Really wanna work this out
But I don't think yo-
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u're gonna change
I do but you don't
Think it's best we go our separate ways
Tell me why I should stay in this relationship
When I'm hurting baby, I ain't happy baby
Plus there's so many other things I gotta deal with
I think that you shoul....
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