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Said it pisses me off really Heard the gun shot just never thought it was one really You freestyle for me in the school litty Promise you sounded just like Nas really Now those days are gone Never thought it could come to this Now I gotta put a can't to this like Canabas Taking out scripts Wish heaven had email address so you can write to me and say I've learned how to fly fam and ask what's this trap music about anyways fam? It's just music that got people jumping up and down like they tayzon and that you keep me updated we can even talk about some of the hottest girls I've dated And that we have Android how Nokia phones just faded and that I still don't eat from places you hated am still fabricated Know you see the world from a different planet you fly you got wings am Hella convinced now you were black coffee's biggest fan and I know you could've liked tella man Chorus Death is not a house's play lift your head and get back up you stronger you raise up oh no Verse 2 Getting high grades and finishing school was your biggest plan I was your rap's biggest fan I wanted so bad to be like you said I wanted so bad to be like you for example I still resample you I still do whatever it is that you can't do and if I had knew you would cut it up and spice it up you that star in the sky I see you lightning up first sip to you before I put inside a cup just promised to greet the man from above and Jack Mabaso still hasn't taken off the clove We still slaves just this time without the cuffs Please halla at your paps too I heard he was shot at the same time you that shit hunts me I just had to do the song by Jay not Q your were B.I.G who really shot you, now I gotta hit em up with that pac too heard you caught a bullet to the head never got to see your coffin bed. Chorus Datsa datsa Death is not a house's play lift your head and get back up you stronger you raise up oh no

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