featuring DMG Johnny P Lo Ke



Win...Lose...Draw...Die



Scarface:



I read the book of Revalations

and now I realize we in revalations

and on that note I make this statement

For all the young guns to become one to die young

because the world is filled with hatred

and they aim to blame our sons

and I done seen down the barrel of a strap before

but I don't wanna die no mo' I fear the reaper

help us Jesus, help to keep us away from all the sadness

and deliver us from the hate that cause the madness

I'm glad its installed in me from day one

Believe in something because most of my homies believe in nothing

and paying for it, God bless your souls, I'll be praying for it

eventually you'll have your day in court

and I done been a witness to homocide

seen a whole family die

before the stones of diamonds in the sky

through my bloodshot eyes feel the hurt and all the hate

that I've trapped inside because the hurtin' hard to ache

there's a smile on my face

but, that's to keep a man from crying

cause deep down inside, I know I'm dying

I'm born for it, gon' take some time to getting used to

and Satan I know that your listening but I rebuke you

and refuse to let you capture me and kill my will

just to survive the game of life, win or lose

do or die, refuse to let you capture me to kill my will

to survive the game of life, win or lose, do or die



Chorus (Johnny P):



(2X)

Whether we win or lose this life to do or die

but sometimes we lose the will to win and wonder why



DMG:



Open my hands like a book

years and years me and my notebook

I take a close look

Peep it dread see myself failing

a felon on the verge of 1-8-7

but I ain't ever wanna do it

'cause homocide never solved it,

just momentarily resolved it

we've all been involved in the calling of a loved one

oldest ones the young ones the smartest one the dum-dums

and not begun with some

and they all probably died with none by the gun

that's on the one, two, three and the fo's for life

I slap five on the black hand side

I realize the future lies among my two sons and daughter

so I pray to God just for tomorrow

In lieu of the drama I move my momma

but the poverty's prolonging the pain

plugging my arteries and veins with strains

when I lose in this game



Chorus



Lo-Ke:



12/11/73, a young little huster was born

torn from my momma's womb in the midst of the storm

never warned I was going through a world of stress

never knew that I was born for death, may God bless

My pops died when I was thirteen, I'm still tripping

forget living, I'm on a suicidal mission

tears dripping from my eyes as I look up at the sky

asked the higher power why my old man had to die

It was hard to say goodbye I tried to hide what I feel

forget the wife forget the will (naw, chill; naw, chill)

I'm at your gravesight, latenight trying to figure out

would I see your smiling face if I commence to dig you out

I'm all about the cheese, I plan to see you once again

but I can't make through the night without commiting a sin

I had to realize there wasn't no friends, backstabbin

I had to watch my own back while I was out mashin'

closed caption for the hearing impaired

have you ever seen your closest homey laid out buried and dead?

I shed a tear even though I'm not supposed to cry

I can't lie I ain't ready to die, I ain't ready



Chorus