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DMX:
Twenty four left until my death
So I'm gon waste alot of lives but, I'll cherish every breath
I know exactly where I'm goin, but I'm a send you there first
And with the shit that I'll be doin, I'm a send you there worse
I've been livin with a curse, and now it's all about to end
But before I go, say hello to my little friend
But I gots to make it right, reconcile with my mother
Try to explain to my son, tell my girl I love her
See four up under the coat, snatch up my dog
Turn like three villains on Wall Street, into a fog
Out with a bang, you will remember my name
I wanted to live forever, but this wasn't fame
Black Rob:
You know when I was close to the ledge
I'd probably be in the wedge
With this bare spanish mami playin tween my legs
Then I'm off to get choke and smoke one a them dreads
And get that bitch Jermaine Nile that gave us up to the feds
Thought of momma, wrote her a note we ain't close
I hate her boyfriend so I put one in his throat
Fuck around and sniff an ounce of raw, bust the four
Fours, pull out my dick and take a piss on the floor
Jump in the whip, git them cats I wanted to git
Since the Tavern on the Green robbery in eighty-six
Went home took a shower in ice cold water
And spent my last hours wit my son and my daughter
Mase:
Yo I'd turn out all the hoes that's heterosexuals
Smack the conceded niggaz right off the pedestal
I'd even look for my dad that I never knew
And show him how I look and my Beretta too
I'd do good shit like take kids from the ghetto
Show them what they could have if they never settle
Take every white kid from high class level
Show em what Christmas like growin up in the ghetto
Teach niggaz how to spend stack the rest
Give blunts to the niggaz under massive stress
Give every bum on the street cash to invest
an hope Harlem World blow up be my last request
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