TIRED OF NIGGAS DYING
September 21st, 2007 6:47pm


These words that I write are not wrote at the perfect timing

But I need to tell somebody, I’m so tired of niggas dying

I’m tired of niggas dying because it got me crying

I’m tired of comforting mothers and watching families sighing

See Tray Loc was the first and I was only like 11

But the dope fiend crushed him with a car and sent my nigga up to heaven

When I seen his body, bloody and breathless it hurt me, because that was my guy

And of all days tell me why, my nigga have to die on the 4th of July

So I dealt with the pain even though it was hectic

And I thought shit was good until those kluckers offed Cedric

See that was my guy too, him and his twin, he didn’t deserve to see his fate just because of his sin

My nigga was down for me, such a motherfucking G

He even tried to fight his own brother just for fucking with me

They stabbed my nigga over 100 times in a drug deal gone bad

I’m telling this paper because it’s making me mad

Stupid ass dope fiends thought my boy had more than he had brought to deliver

So they shanked my nigga up and threw him in a river
Maybe I could deal with it better or move past it

But I can’t because I didn’t to see my nigga, the funeral was closed casket

I’m just getting fed up with shit and I’m tired of niggas dying

So when I tell you that I seen a lot of shit playboy I ain’t lying

Niggas die so much, that it makes me wonder what is my life expectancy

I just can’t forget how the crazy man did Wesley

Took my nephew’s daddy life all over shit

They wasn’t even beefin, - he just asked the nigga, “Please watch where you spit.”

You know these streets are wild and these niggas are trife

It’s still fucked up to me how my nigga Yoshi lost his life

He was going to see a chick; my boy was trying to creep

Some nigga was trying to give him static over some shit that wasn’t even his beef

So this cat souped himself up on drugs and caught my nigga coming back from the filling station

Started talking that shit and put my nigga into a sticky situation

My nigga Yoshi manned up, even though he didn’t have any back

He basically gave it to the nigga raw, told him, “What happened to ya man, yo, I didn’t have nothing to do with that.”

He tried to explain to this dummy, he made it clear as hell

He say “The nigga that you want, is already in jail.”

But this dummy was fucked up and wouldn’t hear that mess

So he let the burner loose and put my nigga to rest

Sometimes I be like “Why the fuck am I even trying!”

What good is success, if all my niggas dying

See if a nigga deserve to die, then I can deal with that

But what I can’t deal with is how they did the homie Blacc

See he was a real nigga, because he would do anything for you

He respected the game, and he was loyal

Now the homie is dead, gone over some beef

Because some lil lame ass nigga couldn’t handle the streets

He found out that another homie was fucking his baby mama

So he came back later that night to start some drama

My nigga Blacc happened to be at the right place at the wrong time, I miss fucking with him

One shot to the head and now he gone with the wind

He left 5 seeds on this earth and for what it is worth

I still see it to this day that his family hurts

If there was just one thing that I could change today

It would be that my nigga wouldn’t have died so close to his mother’s birthday

See this is my life and you can’t even see it

Niggas are dying so much that I can’t even believe it

Once they did the homie Ronnie I thought that they would stop it

My whole heart broke down when they killed my nigga Poppi

Even though he was a blood and I was a crip

If a nigga talk to me wrong, - then he would bust they lip

And if you really didn’t know then he might seem strange

The boy was a livewire, down for anything

And then I got a phone call late one night

17 shots, they done took my nigga’s life

See I’m tired of niggas dying and it got me very bothered

My nigga got blown away and he had a beautiful daughter

While my niggas out wildin, I’m just trying to stay calm

But to my surprise, damn it’s fucked up, how they did Lil John

Police caught my nigga, he was trying to make a sell

So they shot my nigga up, instead of putting him in a jail

See this is my story and I’m tired of niggas dying

Please Lord let them live, so at night I won’t be crying
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