I got shot

Dear

I always felt like I′d be shotAre you afraid to die?

Somebody try to do me some harm

Or do you wanna live forever

Because a lot of people don't like me

Tell me, what′s wrong?

They wanna bury me, I'm worried, I'm losin′ my mind

Look down the barrel of my 9, 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′ asleep 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 niggas 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 me

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't have 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?

I'm gettin′ suspicious of this bitch

The line's busy every time 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

This 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 drank a fifth of Hennessy, I don't think it′s healthy

I see my enemies, they creepin', don′t make me blast

I watch the 5-0's roll, the motherfuckers pass

By me like they know me, smilin' as they laugh

I put up my middle finger, then I dash

Niggas don′t like me, ′cause I'm thuggin′

And every day I'm a hustler lookin′ to get paid

If I know that in this hotel room, they have food everyday

And i'm knocking on the door everyday to eat

And they tell, they open the door

Let me see the party

Let me see like them throwing salami all over

I mean just like throwing food around

But they′re telling me "there's no food in here"

You know what i'm saying?

Everyday, I′m standing outside trying to

Sing my way in

You know what i′m saying?

"We are hungry please let us in'"

"We are hungry please let us in"

After about a week that song is gonna change to

"We hungry, we need some food"

"Gimmie all the food or we′re breaking down the door"

And after a year then you just like

You know what I'm saying, I′m picking the lock

Coming through the door blasting

You know what I'm saying?

It′s like you hungry, you reached your level

You don't want anymore

We asked 10 years ago

We was asking with the Panthers

We was asking with them, the Civil Rights Movement

We was asking you know

Now those people that asked are all dead and in jail

So now what do you think we're gonna do?

Ask?

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?

Then 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, I'm in terror, and no one cares

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

Is there a future for a killer? I change 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 phone bills

Never will I die, I'll be back

Reincarnated as a motherfuckin′ MAC

-11, 'cause in Heaven there′s no shortage on G's

I′m tellin' you now: "You motherfuckers don't know me"

I ain′t scared to die

I ain′t scared to die

Only fear of death

Only fear of death

Only fear of death

The controversy over Death Row Records

And its owner being sort of a gangster

Everybody's asking about Death Row

Suge ain′t no gangsta. He's chilling

No? No man, Suge a rider

I know what good morals are

But you′re supposed to disregard good morals

When you're living in a crazy, bad world

If you′re in hell, how can you live like an angel?

You're surrounded by devils, trying to be an angel?

That's like suicide