Before I Go

Before I Go

Before I go

Momma Momma, I know im sellin?this marijuana. God, I do what I wanna, but,
God, they wont give me a job. I scream and I holla, and even tried to stop the cops, blocked my getaway (cant stop me.) I know im sellin?chop chops, God, when they send me away, on these hilltops waitin?for drama, cause i skinny. The streets may be hideous, but the heat was pretty. Pitty, many died, city-wide, where we ride, out to the nitty gritty, slide thru the system of lies. Strip me of my pride, I dont think ima make it alive. cause if I do, ill be institutionalized, thugged out ever since Pac died. I know what thugs is all about, make a suckaphice for Christ. These mothafkas never could kill me twice ... And crackpipes on the playground...playground...playground...playground...playground

Before I go ... Now, before I go to jail, dog, Hell naw! Dont let em put me in the cell, Lord. Praise God.

As I sit in this jail cell, hell, readin?the mail mama sent to me, I can tell she gettin?weary. Where my daddy at? I don give a fk! nigg*, dont call me when this money stacks, duckin?the killas everyday! Where the love at? Bone Thugs, brand new. I always been with God, but is God wit whoo? I keep hearin? these voices, Heaven or Hell are my choices, and sinister poisnens on my soul and Hennessey was the ointment (Hennessey!) Satan still the enemy, never been no friend of me, especially in the fast lane. I cant pretend to be an angel when im only a servant, constant in service to the one and only, undisputed with common certousy. None of yall could have been worse than me. I sold thangs that I aint proud of, I wont even mention the power. See, the hour gettin? nearer, and if I died today, I died a happy man. God bless the family!

Before I go ... Now, before I go to jail, dog, Hell nah! Dont let em put me in the cell, Lord. Praise God.

d*mn, nobody sent me twenty dollars, and my baby mama scared to kiss me, you dont miss me. I dont blame her, I may be the B. Family keep on dissin?me, and got a letter, im hopin to die quickly. Hopin to die swiftly. Ima take all of these with me. They keep on temptin me, and the warden wonder why I dont cry, cause they sentenced me five hundred and twenty years, what the fk is five mo? What am I here fo? cause I was blastin?at the five-0. Little brother been blowin?up, my growin?up. Throwin?up gang signs, and I was prayin?at the same time. I tell em slow it up, hell nah! Then dont you wind up in this hellhole. If I could do it all again, but now, im becomming a man! Learnin?in prison, all these criminals, yall dont know how the fk they livin? But I aint givin?up, readin?the bible everyday, and only God can save me, ill be brave!

Before I go ... Now, before I go to jail, dog, Hell naw! Dont let em put me in the cell, Lord. Praise God