Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song So Much Death, artist - B.G.. Album song Chopper City, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.11.1996
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cash Money
Song language: English
So Much Death |
Every day I sit and wonder why I lost my daddy so young |
Just reminence think how me and him had so much fun |
Teach me man to man things bout the game |
Let me know always let em hang be bout my change |
Never thought death come closee to home I was wrong |
Never that my daddy was going away I was wrong |
Him and my momma went through they little stages |
Always fight threw em out and made him walk the streets |
But it was alright |
Cause I knew he would be back tommorrow with the sorrow |
She would take the frown away let him stay |
All he wanted me to do was to be cool stay in school |
But the dude that I hanged with rearranged the whole attitude |
When he died I start hustlin' to get paid |
I did the opposite I know you turnin' in your grave |
When I pray I know you hear me at night |
It ain’t right but I ain’t white |
And all I got is the street life |
I know you lookin' down sayin' you ain’t raise me this way |
Don’t be mad we’ll talk about when I come one day |
Untill we meet I’ll keep your name on the streets |
From son to dad I love you rest in peace |
So much death up on the city streets |
Untill we meet my soldiers rest in peace |
I never understood life and how I got here |
I just live and try to learn till it’s my time to disappear |
And see really where my homies at on the other side |
Is there a heaven or a hell or is it all a lie |
Make believe I ain’t gone belive till I see |
Is there really a heaven for a true G' |
If it is I know Sterling made it, Pimp made it |
My daddy made it, they was real but got player hated |
Pimp your gone but your spirit ain’t my nigga |
You remembered as a legend couldn’t nobody out rock it |
You made that style that these rookies tryin' to imitate |
They fake as fake I’m here to put them in they place |
The one only pimp one gone stop tryin' to be him |
And I got a Glock with seventeen for that dog pimp |
Ester did Hec cause she took Kin I’m took her |
When you get that he gone stomp you |
And when I get there we gone jump you |
Otis from the thirteenth bit the dust |
It’s a must we strap up and retaliate in a rush |
Bust flush that beef like shit |
Spend that bin just hit and hit till start the click |
Sterling lived a soldier died a soldier |
Had respect for knockin' heads clean off the shoulder |
]From the magnolia |
All the players from that U.P.T |
1,2,3 that truth to the game rest in peace |
So much death up on the city streets |
Untill we meet my soldiers rest in peace |
Pay attention to this song |
Once your gone your gone |
It ain’t no comin' back once your home your home |
Every day I hit the door my momma preachin' to me |
Doogie stop runin' the streets son do it for me |
She know I’m bout money strictly about ballin' |
The life your livin' I hope your daddy ain’t callin' |
That things I go throught I think restin' is best |
I’m chillin' while I’m in flesh but I’ll be happy when I rest |
I got people to see, people to meet, people to greet |
Just peep what the other world got for me |
Is it joy like they see or nothing at all |
I’m ball till I fall with my back against the wall |
Chillin' on the block till the man come get me |
Mark hold us a chillin' spot cause I bringin' blunts with me |
So much death up on the city streets |
Untill we meet my soldiers rest in peace |
So much death up on the city streets |
Untill we meet my soldiers rest in peace |