Do or Die ft. Johnny P - Dead Homies
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[Intro] [Johnny P]
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Now I lay me down to sleep.
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Said I pray the lord my soul to keep.
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If I should die before I wake.
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Said I pray the lord my soul to taaaaaake.
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[Background Prayer]
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Our Father, which art in heaven,
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hallowed be thy name;
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thy kingdom come;
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thy will be done,
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on earth as it is in heaven.
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Give us this day our daily bread.
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And forgive us for our trespasses.
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[Verse 1] [N.A.R.D.]
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I feel like a bullet flown through the wrong hole.
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Seein' different dimensions and lost souls.
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Tackled by jackels, delivered my life on the wrong
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road.
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I simply advise those to travel through the black
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hole, you, incarcerated but even though you be
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obligated.
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At the bottom of the pit with a sharp so feeling
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depressed and intoxicated.
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cloud my memories. Life song wont touch which me.
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Mayhem to infinity.
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So i pray that the end is around me cause ain't no
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telling where the clowns will be.
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Premediated on drownin' me. How the fuck that sound
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to me? Frownin' me. Then have the nerves to put the
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rounds in me. See my brother is dead. My daddy was
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lost in a car crash. My grandmother killed by
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cancer.
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So I deal with the cards that was dealt to me.
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People selfishly keep asking me this bullshit like,
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what the fuck it felt to me?
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My nigga died in my arm with a jab in his left palm.
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I'm sinking deep in my membrane till I find this
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thing which we call pain.
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The fact of the matter it makes you wanna use them
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thangs. Stress, flow to the beat be smoking on
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constantly. Would a mention a stereotype with niggas
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buggin' me and judgin' me but the shit I love to see
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is your kids be huggin' me, the crossroads of
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reality.
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Casually, casualties, this shit instilled in me so
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muthafuckas keep feelin' me cause muthafucka its
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real with me.
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[Chorus] [Johnny P]
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This is for my dead homies. (This is for my homies)
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This is for my dead homies. (ooohhh can you hear me)
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This is for my dead homies. (comin' from the bottom
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of my heart)
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This is for my dead homies.
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[Verse 2] [Belo Zero]
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I clutch on my tummy and feel pain.
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I run on the ground as I cry rain.
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Now feel like I patch out the membrane.
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I roll on the curve while I smoke jane.
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Now tell me this bitch in this mark mayne.
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I bet you this nigga the hot one.
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I'm burnin' this bitch when I spot one.
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And bring on the click cause I shot one.
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I pick up the phone and I can't call.
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I'm hearing the voice but it ain't yall.
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I scribbled your name on the stone wall.
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I drink the remmy with my ro' dawg.
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and fly out the sea if it come to.
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I'm gunnin' the nigga that gunned you.
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I'm one of the realest to run to.
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Can't wait till the day that I'm with you.
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I'm stickin' ur face in my back wall.
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Lil Vile took a slug in the downfall.
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[???] in the crossfire.
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You done killed 3rd of them so I can't die.
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and revenge is a must so I can't lie
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I got niggas on the out and they gon' ride.
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You a north star boy and we gon' fight.
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So sleep with your girls in the darkness.
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I'm born to be hard of the heartless.
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I visioned your break and regardless, I miss you
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regardless. (i miss you regardless nigga, rest in
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peace.)
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[Chorus]
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This is for my dead homies. (This is for my homies)
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This is for my dead homies. (It's been too hard
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living but I'm afraid to die)
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This is for my dead homies.
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This is for my dead homies.
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[Verse 3] [AK-47]
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Now in the midst of the storm we inject these lethal
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warnings Peter Tone please rest they soul the
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different load, Only Christ only know.
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Even though, we sit and blow. Fold to the ways of
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time. J-Rock was sprayed with nines.
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Now the blind is eating the blind. You gets me?
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Because he one of the jacks that sell those keys to
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entrepreneurs. (So selfish)
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He can't seem to keep his life on one accord.
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And it seems like death and jail is calling for the
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same vocals.
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God put us in the aim and choke you.
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Worldwide and even local.
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Tell the bitches to tell how they soak you.
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But I'm not concerned with the e |