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Some information about Why We Die Lyrics Title: Busta Rhymes - Why We Die lyrics Artist: Busta Rhymes Album: Anarchy Visitors: 11 visitors have visited Why We Die Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. DMX Uhhthat s some shit.. ..that that that niggaz ain t even seen before That s that shit! (Motherfuckers ain t never seen nothing like this beforefor real man) It s goin down babyuhh.. UHH! Busta Rhymes WHAT?! UhhDMX nigga Uhhuhhuhhuhhuhh I see ghosts clearly; even thoughmost don t hear me They still wanna get near me - fear meso I m leary Kinda eerie what I m feelin - from the floorto the ceilin Straight through the roofwant the truth? I kinda miss robbin and stealin cause it kept a nigga hungryonly eatin when I starved I was uglyso I robbedno one loved meshit was hard Went to God once in a while when it got a little too hectic He was the only one I knew that I respected (WHY?) Didn t know whydidn t know what I was livin was a lie If I ain t shit thenwhy should I try Seeplenty niggaz dieover dumb shitup in the hood Real good heartbut up to no good Thought I did what I couldbut I guess itwasn t enough The Devil told me it would happen but I kept callin his bluff When it rains it pours nowmy pains are yours as yours are what s minedefinerevolvin doors (nigga!) Chorus: Busta Rhymes (Why?) All my niggaz tell me (why) tell me (we die) Cause we crazy with itquick to blaze you with it From in my soul to every word that I curse with all the agony expressed in this verse; let me ask my niggaz (why?) My niggaz tell me (why) tell me (we die) Because we Gods nigga (and) we go the yard nigga Because I walk the ground under my feet and keep it live and stay in tune with the street Now let me ask my niggaz (why?) Jay-Z They say the good die youngin the hood where I m from I only got one question to that - why the fuck am I here? I look to the airI ask GodLove me please, but in realityonly people that hug me is thieves Same niggaz that send shots through my rugby sleeves They wannaslug me and leaveI m thinkin it must be me Please shed lightthe hood s dark I did my dirt but got a good heart Shouldn t that count for somethin? I was told I d amount to nothinmost of my childhood Liked by folks it was stuntin my growth Seperated me from the shit I was wantin the most Felt myself comin close to pumpin them O s Lump in my throatchest poked outface was poker Tryin toerase my ghosteschase the smokers Got demons on both shoulders tryin to chauffeur my life through the streets In other words nigga my will was weak Please feel what I speak this ain t your average ordinary jargon weak rap niggaz be talkin This shit is deepfrom the mind of Busta X and me To all my fallen soldiersrest in peacetil we meet niggaz Chorus w/ minor variations Busta Rhymes I must be cuckoolike I respect the new-younever See you too could get it through your FUBU sweater like a nigga when he walk in the darktrespassin on a nigga landshots echo loud in the park I live and die for all the shit I believe And rep for everything I stand for with every single breath I breathe Like the intake from cigarette smokeit s like you inhale the demon in the gutter stressed struggled and broke If the shit was all over tomorrowI d leave a treasure for my kids with a legacy for my CHILDREN to follow You know it s funny how the good die first Get the peppin in your steppin faggot nigga cause you could die worse Hold onyou know I cut off my armin the name of reppin REAL NIGGAZ in the midst of droppin this bomb Allah blessin me to rep for the betterand carry on somethin great and keep a nigga name livin forever! Chorus w/ minor variations Hottest songs from Busta Rhymes : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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