Released: October 9, 2001
Songwriter: T.I.
Producer: P.A. (USA)
[T.I.]
These niggas robbing me
Pray to God is nothing but a robbery
I gave them all I had
So they pulled they lick off flawlessly
They yelling fussing cussing
But all I hear is heaven calling
Me next thing I know they busting
They left me seven and they all in me
On fallen knees help me please death is all I see
If I die memory of a ballin G is all I'll be
Never thought I'll be laying in a puddle of blood trying to breathe
I don't want to die but something is telling me
It's time to leave say my apologizes
Make a final peace wit God
Seen my whole life flash before my eyes
And now it's getting dark body temp done drop
Going in shock crying out in fear, close my eyes
Take my last breath and I'm outta here
In my life I smoked a lot of weed
Drunk a lot beer, sold a lot of ki's
But that shit don't even matter here
Somebody said "walk toward the light"
But I ain't ready to go
Am I dead? is it over? "you ain't ready to know"
[T.I.]
Well now I moving toward the light
And I ain't walling or nothing
I ain't like the shit
Well hell I guess ain't use for me to try to fight
The shit what the business is you God
I been waiting to meet you
And I knew I been hearing bout yall
But like the one day I would see you
But why you let dem niggas kill me?
You could have done something why you ain't come down there
And shield me when them niggas started dumping
Then He say "excuseth me
But I control no hatin
And it cometh not from me"
Well who coming from "Satan"
Oh Satan did this excuse me Lord
But now that nigga's on my shit list and
I know with all this fly shit you got a A-K
Or a piston grip give me a clique of angels with bulletproof wings
Lucifer gon get piston whipped a lot of die I ain't scared
Who he think he is fuck with Tip
I got a A-K two 45's bout 50 clip I'm finna dip
I ain't borrow shit I'm finna trip
Put a piston grip in Lucifer lip
And then he say "two wrong doth make it not a right one a last"
Well forgive me cause
I'm bout to ride out on Luficer's ass
And all I need you to do is give me
The strength and Lord you know I'm need you
With the shit I'm finna attempt
I'm fix to bust hell wide open fear don't control me
And I'm O.G. hell can't hold me
[T.I.]
Now 'Pac and Biggie want ride too
I guess that's cool since that muthafucker
The reason y'all niggas had to die too
My nigga Bankhead would be alive too
Shawty let ride
It's 4serious up here dough
Cause we don't ride we glide
Now I'm strapped and ready folks
But I can't seem to do a thing
With these wings how I'm supposed to keep them steady folks
With a chopper on back of two 44's shawty no
A the pain we finna bring
I don't thing he even ready for
When it's on you already know
Farewell bruh. mama always told me
I was bad enough to tear hell up
I'm doing this for what you made of
From that time you made the bitch eat the apple
To the time you pick your folks
To put us on the boat and enslave us
Worked that never paid us
Killed Malcolm X, Martin Luther King
And everybody else tried to come down here and save us
Kept our fathers from raising us
Kidnapped us from our country
Take your distance in our religional way
Well now it's time for the cadet to busted
We want our spirits and our minds back now
I'm getting mines right now
Pussy nigga lay it down I'm walkin
Thought hell kicking the devil doors down
Spreading rounds waving cadet rounds
Well I woke up I was lying down shawty
WHAT HAPPENED?
These niggas robbing me
Pray to God is nothing but a robbery
I gave them all I had
So they pulled they lick off flawlessly
They yelling fussing cussing
But all I hear is heaven calling
Me next thing I know they busting
They left me seven and they all in me
On fallen knees help me please death is all I see
If I die memory of a ballin G is all I'll be
Never thought I'll be laying in a puddle of blood trying to breathe
I don't want to die but something is telling me
It's time to leave say my apologizes
Make a final peace wit God
Seen my whole life flash before my eyes
And now it's getting dark body temp done drop
Going in shock crying out in fear, close my eyes
Take my last breath and I'm outta here
In my life I smoked a lot of weed
Drunk a lot beer, sold a lot of ki's
But that shit don't even matter here
Somebody said "walk toward the light"
But I ain't ready to go
Am I dead? is it over? "you ain't ready to know"
[T.I.]
Well now I moving toward the light
And I ain't walling or nothing
I ain't like the shit
Well hell I guess ain't use for me to try to fight
The shit what the business is you God
I been waiting to meet you
And I knew I been hearing bout yall
But like the one day I would see you
But why you let dem niggas kill me?
You could have done something why you ain't come down there
And shield me when them niggas started dumping
Then He say "excuseth me
But I control no hatin
And it cometh not from me"
Well who coming from "Satan"
Oh Satan did this excuse me Lord
But now that nigga's on my shit list and
I know with all this fly shit you got a A-K
Or a piston grip give me a clique of angels with bulletproof wings
Lucifer gon get piston whipped a lot of die I ain't scared
Who he think he is fuck with Tip
I got a A-K two 45's bout 50 clip I'm finna dip
I ain't borrow shit I'm finna trip
Put a piston grip in Lucifer lip
And then he say "two wrong doth make it not a right one a last"
Well forgive me cause
I'm bout to ride out on Luficer's ass
And all I need you to do is give me
The strength and Lord you know I'm need you
With the shit I'm finna attempt
I'm fix to bust hell wide open fear don't control me
And I'm O.G. hell can't hold me
[T.I.]
Now 'Pac and Biggie want ride too
I guess that's cool since that muthafucker
The reason y'all niggas had to die too
My nigga Bankhead would be alive too
Shawty let ride
It's 4serious up here dough
Cause we don't ride we glide
Now I'm strapped and ready folks
But I can't seem to do a thing
With these wings how I'm supposed to keep them steady folks
With a chopper on back of two 44's shawty no
A the pain we finna bring
I don't thing he even ready for
When it's on you already know
Farewell bruh. mama always told me
I was bad enough to tear hell up
I'm doing this for what you made of
From that time you made the bitch eat the apple
To the time you pick your folks
To put us on the boat and enslave us
Worked that never paid us
Killed Malcolm X, Martin Luther King
And everybody else tried to come down here and save us
Kept our fathers from raising us
Kidnapped us from our country
Take your distance in our religional way
Well now it's time for the cadet to busted
We want our spirits and our minds back now
I'm getting mines right now
Pussy nigga lay it down I'm walkin
Thought hell kicking the devil doors down
Spreading rounds waving cadet rounds
Well I woke up I was lying down shawty
WHAT HAPPENED?
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