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TRUE Shit - Busta Rhymes' Why We Die

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Flipmode's general, Bussa Bus, collaborates with two members of the original Murder Inc. to discuss life.
LYRICS: [DMX] Uhh, thats some shit.. ..that that that niggaz aint even seen before Thats that shit! (motherfuckers aint never seen Nothing like this before, for real man) Its goin down baby, uhh.. Uhh! busta rhymes What? ! uhh, dmx nigga Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh I see ghosts clearly; even though,
most dont hear me They still wanna get near me - fear me, so Im leary Kinda eerie what Im feelin - from the floor, to the ceilin Straight through the roof, want the truth? I kinda miss robbin and stealin Cause it kept a nigga hungry, only eatin when I starved I was ugly, so I robbed, no one loved m
e, shit was hard Went to God once in a while when it got a little too hectic He was the only one I knew that I respected (why?) Didnt know why, didnt know what I was livin was a lie If I aint shit then, why should I try See, plenty niggaz die, over dumb shit, up in the hood Real good heart, but up t
o no good Thought I did what I could, but I guess it, wasnt enough The devil told me it would happen but I kept callin his bluff When it rains it pours now, my pains are yours As yours are whats mine, define, revolvin doors (nigga!) Chorus [Busta Rhymes] (why?) all my niggaz tell me (why) tell me
(we die) Cause we crazy with it, quick to blaze you with it From in my soul to every word that I curse With all the agony expressed in this verse; Let me ask my niggaz (why?) My niggaz tell me (why) tell me (we die) Because we gods nigga (and) we go the yard nigga Because I walk the ground under my
feet And keep it live and stay in tune with the street Now let me ask my niggaz (why?) [Jay-Z] They say the good die young, in the hood where Im from I only got one question to that - why the fuck am I here? I look to the air, I ask god, love me please, But in reality, only people that hug me is t
hieves Same niggaz that send shots through my rugby sleeves They wanna, slug me and leave, Im thinkin it must be me Please shed light, the hoods dark I did my dirt but got a good heart Shouldnt that count for somethin? I was told Id amount to nothin, most of my childhood Like (??) it was stuntin my
growth Seperated me from the shit I was wantin the most Felt myself comin close to pumpin them os Lump in my throat, chest poked out, face was poker Tryin to, erase my ghostes, chase the smokers Got demons on both shoulders, Tryin to chauffeur my life through the streets In other words nigga my wil
l was weak Please feel what I speak, This aint your average ordinary jargon Weak rap niggaz be talkin This shit is deep, from the mind of Busta, X and me To all my fallen soldiers, rest in peace, til we meet niggaz (Chorus) [Busta Rhymes] I must be cuckoo, like I respect the new-you, never See you
too could get it through your fubu sweater Like a nigga when he walk in the dark, trespassin On a nigga land, shots echo loud in the park I live and die for all the shit I believe And rep for everything I stand for With every single breath I breathe Like the intake from cigarette smoke, its like yo
u inhale The demon in the gutter stressed struggled and broke If the shit was all over tomorrow, Id leave a treasure For my kids with a legacy for my children to follow You know its funny how the good die first Get the peppin in your steppin faggot nigga Cause you could die worse Hold on, you know I
cut off my arm, in the name of reppin Real niggaz in the midst of droppin this bomb Allah blessin me to rep for the better, and carry on Somethin great and keep a nigga name livin forever! (Chorus)

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