Before I Go

Before I go

Momma Momma, I know i抦 sellin?this marijuana. God, I do what I wanna, but,
God, they won抰 give me a job. I scream and I holla, and even tried to stop the cops, blocked my getaway (can抰 stop me.) I know i抦 sellin?chop chops, God, when they send me away, on these hilltops waitin?for drama, 慶ause i抦 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 don抰 think i抦a make it alive. 慍ause if I do, i抣l be institutionalized, thugged out ever since Pac died. I know what thugs is all about, make a suckaphice for Christ. These mothafuckas 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! Don抰 let 慹m 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抰 give a fuck! Nigga, don抰 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抍hoo? I keep hearin? these voices, Heaven or Hell are my choices, and sinister poinsens on my soul and Hennessey was the ointment (Hennessey!) Satan抯 still the enemy, never been no friend of me, especially in the fast lane. I can抰 pretend to be an angel when i抦 only a servant, constant in service to the one and only, undisputed with common certousy. None of y抋ll could have been worse than me. I sold thangs that I ain抰 proud of, I won抰 even mention the power. See, the hour抯 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! Don抰 let 慹m put me in the cell, Lord. Praise God.

Damn, nobody sent me twenty dollars, and my baby抯 mama抯 scared to kiss me, you don抰 miss me. I don抰 blame her, I may be the B. Family keep on dissin?me, and got a letter, i抦 hopin?to die quickly. Hopin?to die swiftly. I抦a take all of these niggas with me. They keep on temptin?me, and the warden wonder why I don抰 cry, 慶ause they sentenced me five hundred and twenty years, what the fuck is five mo? What am I here fo? 慍ause I was blastin?at the five-0. Little brother been blowin?up, my niggas growin?up. Throwin?up gang signs, and I was prayin?at the same time. I tell 慹m slow it up, hell nah! Then don抰 you wind up in this hellhole. If I could do it all again, but now, i抦 becomming a man! Learnin?in prison, all these criminals, y抋ll don抰 know how the fuck they livin? But I ain抰 givin?up, readin?the bible everyday, and only God can save me, i抣l be brave!

Before I go ... Now, before I go to jail, dog, Hell naw! Don抰 let 慹m put me in the cell, Lord. Praise God