歌词
If I Die 2 Nite - 2Pac
A coward dies a thousand deaths
A soldier dies but once
They say niggas and paper is
Poetry power and pistols
Plottin' on murderin' mother****ers
'Fore they get you
Picturin' pitiful punk niggas coppin' pleas
Puffin' weed as I position myself to clock G's
My enemies scatter in suicidal situations
Never to witness the wicked shit
That they was facin
Pockets is packed with Presidents
Pursue your riches
Evadin' the playa hatin' tricks
While hittin' switches
Niggas is bad-mouth 'cause brawlin'
Mother****ers 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
**** wit my peeps
I'm duckin' the cop I hit the ****
As I'm clutchin' my glock
Niggas is hot when I hit the block
What if I die 2 nite
If I die 2 nite
If I die 2 nite
Polishin' pistols prepare for
Battle pass the pump
When I get to poppin
Niggas is droppin' then they done
Callin' the coroner come collect
The mother****in' corpse
He got it by killer preoccupied with bein' boss
Revenge is the method
Whenever steppin' keep a weapon close
Adversaries are overdosed over deadly notes
Jealous niggas and broke bitches equal packed jails
Hit the block and fill your pockets makin' crack sales
Picture perfection pursuin' paper with a passion
Visions of prisons for all the pussies that I blasted
Runnin' with criminals individuals with no remorse
Try to stop me my pistol posse's usin' deadly force
In my brain all I can think about is fame
The police know my name a different game
Ain't a thing changed
I'm seein' cemetery photos of my peers
Conversatin' like they still here if I die 2 nite
If I die 2 nite
If I die 2 nite
If I die 2 nite
Niggas and paper is poetry power and pistols
Plottin' on murderin' mother****ers
'Fore they get you
Pray to the Heavens three-fifty-sevens to the sky
And I hope I'm forgiven for thug livin' when I die
I wonder if Heaven got a ghetto for thug niggas
A stress free life and a spot for drug dealers
Pissin' while practicin' how to pimp
And be a playa
Overdose of a mother****er while drinkin'
Liquor when I lay her
Pistol whippin' these simps
For bein' petrified and lame
Disrespectin' the game prayin
For punishment and pain
Goin' insane never die live eternal
Who shall I fear
Don't shed a tear for me bitch
I ain't happy hear
I hope they bury me and send me to my rest
Headlines readin' 'Murdered To Death
My last breath
Take a look picture a crook on his last stand
Mother****ers don't understand if I die 2 nite
Bitch if I die 2 nite
No fear bitch never worry
If I die 2 nite
If I die 2 nite