Testi musica canzoni

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)