Thugs die, why me?



Verse 1



Numskull:

All eyes on me, so that means all eyes against me

simply cuz I may do in this world what God sent me

if I said that I was gonna die,

would I be tellin' the truth would I be lyin'

would I be chillin' in heaven or hell fryin'

do thugs go to heaven even though we bettin' big

loot, makin green an lovin' hootchie prostitutes

jewels an big high rollin to the big part

of two main thugs who got plugged with slugs but had so much love

until tha paraphernalia, you can't floss or make mill

one fellow dies in his click then it's all hell

Big Poppa took hot ones 2Pacalypse took hot ones

now, between east and west there's problems

it's true cuz who knows when you gonna die, who

knows when and where, who knows tha reason why

who goes and who stays who pause in these days

who paves the roads ways

who makes bread and who plays

not rollin' not doin' what you love (uh-uh) an when I die

I wanna die in this business as a thug

so I ask you, why?



Chorus:



Why do thugs die, makes you wanna cry

Why do thugs die, cuz it's insane

Why do thugs die, makes you wanna cry

Why do thugs die, cuz it's insane



Verse 2



Yukmouth:

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh, uh,

Sometimes I wanna pray, sometimes I wanna say somethin'

to God cuz only God can solve the problems of today

get on my knees and pray, I cry and say

if I die today please take my soul away

make a brighter day for Lil ???, that be my son

so many people with money fall victim of the gun

for tryin' ta rock your rhymes like ??? caught two in the lungs

wanted to get me, dear lord forgive me, I didn't

wanna die this quickly

God the most expert hitman on earth to get me

had plans to have tha inner city killin' each other

first Pac now Biggie, what really goes on

lets hold on, like En Vogue, cuz when them devils want you gone

you gone, tombstones and funeral

homes keep yo game strong

my little homie got his brains blown (POW!)

ready to get yo whobang on, C an Rappin' Ron I miss ya

dudes, how many brothers must we lose

before we hit tha ballers fued

it's only hurtin' me and you

cuz they tryin' to shut down our music that we use

dont be confused, these ??? folks to us

control the industry, got us programmed like New York is the enemy

man look what they did to Kennedy

why, why, why me, why me, why do thugs die playa



Chours



Verse 3



Numskull:

1, 2, 3 years of struggle, huddles and plans

can't amount to millions bubble

that's why we keep stacks tucked and cuddled

I praise any human makin' loot by the truck loads

my motto stay clean like pimps in El Dorado

or any real playa makin' ripples in the pond,

got hustles for days, kinda makes me think of mine

and by the time I'm 30 I wanna own them things

in your ear (what) bubble for 20

years if the world is still here



Yukmouth:

Uh-huh, huh, playboy, it seems like everybody with bread

get indicted by the feds

and family members end up dead, REDRUM

I used to read psalms and go to church to be an usher

then of course the terms they got worser

everyday is a different murder, so many

funerals and waits, pour out liquor smoke blunts

in the face when thugs die, you can't stop cryin

cuz I lost my momma then my father in '95, I ask the lord why

why thugs die, why do thugs die

it's like that there playboys

watch your back cuz it's goin' down man

This goin' out to all the fallen soldiers

who died in the line of duty, you know what I'm sayin

my playboy Tupac, rest in peace

my playboy, Biggie Smalls, one love rest in peace

to all the other soldiers, everybody who lost somebody

you know (world wide)

reminisce, lets do this, pour out some liquor

smoke some blunts with your folks

they lookin' down on us proud

there is a heaven for a G playboy, that's real

believe me, done deal, done deal, done deal, done deal, uh



Chorus

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