| «Oh…If I should day tonight
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| Oh baby, though it would be far before my time
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| I wouldn’t die blue, sugar yeah cause I known you»
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| I’m out here tryin' to make thing run
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| I didn’t think about the one’s I shunned to get it done son
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| Family and friends can’t stand me again
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| I ain’t that talkative but hand me a pen
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| And I’ll begin, first of all
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| I’m doin' bad, way worse than y’all
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| When you up and score, hurt when you fall, end of it all
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| I never had a chance to ball like we supposed to
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| Lettin' down the people I was close to
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| People I owe to
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| And cats who was down with my old crew
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| And friends even got the same tattoo I do
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| I asked them for patience we waitin' for pay stubs
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| Marathon Man still drinkin' outta paper cups
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| Splashy, all in the mix and get it mastered
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| Shit faced, sippin' a Schlitz and gettin' plastered
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| Just playin' the role that we was casted fo'
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| Somethin' this big has to blow, it has to happen so
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| «If I die»
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| Would you forgive me for how I did you wrong?
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| «If I die»
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| Would you remember me as your enemy?
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| «If I die»
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| If I died then I apologize
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| «If I die»
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| For all of the wrong that was done
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| With this song I would hope my apology helps, helps
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| My old theme is keep me in green I keep 'em near
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| My apologies for my deeds I speak it clear
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| Somethin' held me back from my needs and that was fam
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| Felt God atmosphere, too shady Lucifer
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| Caught in the middle of a knock down brawl
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| Walk around cause I can’t knock down walls
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| Get telephone calls 'bout how I’m not makin' it
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| My girl act like she don’t like me not fakin' it
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| The world lacks righteousness
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| So drunk, many nights I missed, to get it right like this
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| My daughter’s forehead gets kissed
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| Cause see she’s only five turnin' six, she don’t understand drama
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| Between me and her mama
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| Because I only give her three numbers, not four, no commas
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| No matter what, I still love her though
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| I gotta say it, if I died tonight she’d never know
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| If I perish without hittin' the top like climbin' Everest
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| By every chick I slept with, I’d never be missed
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| I did 'em wrong, then I put they business in a song
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| Stole from 'em, told 'em how no dude would want 'em
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| Lied like I lay in a bed
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| All day playin' with they head
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| Give 'em some sex that keep 'em fed
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| I’m ashamed of the way I played the game of love
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| And my man’s wettin' sitting at the church just sweatin'
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| Lookin' around, swearin' I’ma get struck down
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| Knowin' that I left every love I found
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| My mom’s wasn’t around, she dropped me like a shipment
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| Maybe that’s why I got a fear of commitment
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| Maybe that’s an excuse, probably a lame one
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| My father used the noose, wonder should I use the same one? |