I Just Died Lyrics


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Lyrics to I Just Died
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Chorus Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight It must?ve been something you said I just died in your arms tonight (X3) Verse 1 Pop died, didn?t cry, didn?t know him that well Between him doin? heroin and me doin? crack sales Put that in an egg shell, standin? at the tabanacko Rather the church, pretendin? to be hurt Wouldn?t work, so a smirk was all on my face Like damn that mans face is just like my face So pop I forgive you for all the shit that I lived through It wasn?t all your fault hommie, you got caught And to this pen game, a fault That Uncle Ray Lost, My big brothers and so many others I saw I?m just glad we got to see each other, Talk and remeet each other Save a place in heaven to the next time we meet foreva-eva CHORUS (X3) Verse 2 (Feel my truth) music business hate me cuz the industry ain?t make me Hustlers and boozers embrace me in the music I be makin? I dumbed down from a audience to double my dollas They criticize me for all of it but they all yell holla The skillz hold truth be told I probably be lyrically Talib Kweli Truthfully I wanted to rhyme like common sense (but I did 5 mil) I ain?t been rhymin? like common since When you sense got that much in common And you?ve been hustlin? since Your in ception for what perception, go with what makes sense Since I know what I?m up against We as rappers must decide what?s most Important And I cant help the poor if I?m one of them So I got rich and gave back, to me that?s the win win So next time you see the hommie and his rims spin Just know that my mind is working just like them CHORUS (X2) Bridge Whoo uh chyeah uh chyeah (young) chyeah hahaha I keep looking for something I can?t get Broken hearts are all around me And I don?t see an easy way to get out of this (turn the music up turn the lights down I?m in my zone) Verse 3 (Feel my truth) Speakers on the tears when no tears should fall Cuz he was on the block when those squares get off See in my inner circle all we do is ball To we all got triangles on our wall He is just rappin? for the platinum y?all record I recall cuz I?ve really been there before Four scores and 7 years ago the papers flow, paper war I should fear no man, you don?t hear me though These words ain?t just paid to go In the one ear, out the other ear, No My balls and my words is alls I have What?cha gonna do to me Nigga, scars or scab What?cha gonna box me hommie, I can dodge your jab Three shots couldn?t touch me, thank god for that I?m strong enough to carry Biggie Smalls on my back And the whole B.K. nigga holla back CHORUS (X4)

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