They say I`m gonna be dead by day
From the words I say, so hey
If I get a little wicked it`s ok
But I gotta get paid fuckin` ay
I`m not bitin` my tongue and I did not stutter
I`m that brotha, word to the motherfucker
And if you don`t know me, I feel you should know
I add a little rock and roll and clock the dough
I sell my soul to the preacher`s church
I ain`t with the bullshit, you get your preachin` ass hurt
You wanna judge me, when I don`t judge you
I tell the ho true be nothin` but the truth soooooo
You want me dead now, so go ahead now
But I`d rather be dead, so how you like me now?
You can`t kill me, but I`m bound to die
When the devil gets inside you you wonder why
It ain`t a new thang, it ain`t old seed
The truth is always new, but never told see
It`s that the devil`s the preacher and God`s the president
And hell`s the ghetto and I`m a resident
They lockin` up brothers for petty crimes and petty theft
The government`s the leadin` cause of death
Then they tell me I don`t know how to act
When the mayor sells ki`s on Spillum and Mack
God damn, it ain`t no where to go
`Cause they still look at us as niggaz and hoes
So yo, they got me trapped inside a circle
360 degrees that I don`t believe in
Fuck that shit I wanna bankroll
And if I gotta sell my soul, then I`ll do so
Sometimes I care sometimes I won`t
But then I can`t afford to care so I don`t
You may thinks this way so when I say
You better push play `cause I`ll be dead by day
I`m dead fool
How you gonna kill a dead man
I`ll be dead by day
They don`t care about you or me
The white man tells the black man`s history
The KKK looks after me
And up to this day niggaz still ain`t free
I ain`t no racist
Because we all got red blood, just different faces
Blacks kill blacks, and whites kill themselves
Either way you look at it we all dyin` young
So fuck it
