I Put 2 On It

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Let me explain little homie When the bullets drop you see That every ni**a don't survive You say you do it for the homies Every ni**a for them self In this world as we all know it Survival of the fittest ni**a Better work that pistol While you hold it Cause if you don't own it Another will catch you sleeping At your weakest moment Push yo wig back Shades down follow behind The hitman with a bonus With his condolences Gave yo momma a kiss at the funeral Feelings of hope to cope Got them thinkin he's a miracle Cause to make it in the end Of the beginning which you start Follow the instincts in your gut Before it races to your heart Love will pull you down By the time you try to find God The streets will suck you in Pull away before you Catch yourself a charge So prep yourself man It's just a suggestion Blood smeared over the tears Got folks defendin who Drives over pedestrians Missin pieces to the puzzle Got them feeling so frustrated Now heaven only lives By those that get faded You wanna sew her up Then cut the box bare naked Leave behind ashes So in the morning she knows That you've been cremated No further connection Even when she dials your tone No signal of reception Prove that you ain't collectin no bones So farewell to those That have a love jones I put two on it That nobody out there Has a happy life of their own