| Evil thoughts in your mind keep running through
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| Not quite sure what you wanna do
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| Like, what is this world coming to?
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| Life goes on even if you don’t want it to (Uh-huh)
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| It’s a sad ride home if the good die young do the bad die old? |
| (Let me know)
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| I’m just trying to carry my load another good nigga livin' by the bad guy code
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| Lookin' for the Lord but the devil spoke to you
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| When you lose a loved one or somebody that’s close to you
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| People turning they back meaning the most to you
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| Then you find out your man is sending them folks to you
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| Maybe you shed a tear and you never cry
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| Always true to your word and you never lie
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| Got your hand on them birds you would let em fly
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| Yeah, cause real niggas never die (What?)
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| Somebody tell me why (why)
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| Why the good die young (why)
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| Sometimes it makes me cry (cry)
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| To know that you’re gone
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| Hold on to the memories
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| Not a day goes by I
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| Hear a voice saying dry those eyes
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| 'Cause real niggas never die (Real niggas never die)
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| They never die, no
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| Real niggas never die (Real niggas never die)
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| They never die
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| Real niggas never die
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| I had love for this music but ain’t know how to pursue it
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| Was frustrated as a teen I needed money for Buicks
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| My shirt was stained from the sewage
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| Niggas rockin' the newest
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| I dealt with it for the moment but couldn’t call it the future
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| I’m down a block from the shootin'
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| It started to sound like recruitin'
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| Seein' niggas I grew up with sleep to funeral music
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| And I was only fifteen
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| I parted ways with my schoolin'
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| My first seven grams of work were like my holy communion and now I’m turnt out
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| The block hot, niggas burnt out
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| With no heart it’s cold cash that we search out
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| We got rules we hear shots then we 'sperse out
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| Retaliation, get back exactly what the turf bout
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| And it’s a gang of young niggas I was hurt 'bout
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| On the real I almost shed tears in the church house
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| Back when I thought real niggas couldn’t die
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| Learnt I was wrong but still couldn’t cry
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| Somebody tell me why (why)
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| Why the good die young (why)
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| Sometimes it makes me cry (cry)
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| To know that you’re gone
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| Hold on to the memories
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| Not a day goes by I
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| Hear a voice saying dry those eyes
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| 'Cause real niggas never die (Real niggas never die)
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| They never die, no
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| Real niggas never die (Real niggas never die)
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| They never die
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| Real niggas never die
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| Since everybody real, where the fakers at?
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| Since everybody trill, where the flakers at?
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| Trynta break 'em down, where the tables at?
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| Dufflebag full of cash like, where Vegas at?
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| Crap tables, life’s a gamble, but a nigga won!
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| Now I’m lookin' round like, what have a nigga done?
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| My lord my God, I’m used to hustlin' hard
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| Guess they find it odd how a nigga beat the odds
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| No Illuminati never been a fan of saints
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| That’s what happens when you room big as central station
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| Same rubber band my cousin tied her braids with
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| We ain’t cop the same car my auntie played spades with
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| What you know about five eatin' off a half
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| That’s five mu’fuckas now you do the math
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| Oxymoron these rap niggas don’t lie
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| This real nigga shit and real niggas don’t die
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| Somebody tell me why (why)
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| Why the good die young (why)
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| Sometimes it makes me cry (cry)
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| To know that you’re gone
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| Hold on to the memories
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| Not a day goes by I
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| Hear a voice saying dry those eyes
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| 'Cause real niggas never die (Real niggas never die)
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| They never die, no
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| Real niggas never die (Real niggas never die)
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| They never die
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| Real niggas never die
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| I pour out a little liquor
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| RIP to my niggas
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| I pour out a little liquor
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| RIP to my niggas |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Never Die , by - DJ Drama. Song from the album Quality Street Music, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп