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Master P - Eternity lyrics
Featuring C Murder Mr. Serv On] This is an invitation for all my thug niggas to come join me on a journey to the ever lasting ship of eternal life a place where there's no violence no pain no crime no prisons no ghettos nothing but sunshine at the end of the road so come with me let's ride All my thug niggas ride to eternity let's ride nigga let's ride nigga (2X) [C Murder] Nigga back in the days I was afraid of the police just another paranoid drugdealer on the streets my ghetto hero was above the law I caught a glimpse of a bullet that took him down like a south paw uneducated to the game of life I was hated to the grave but the pen kept my mind right a young motherfucker doomed since day one shit I'm a fool I'm a ball 'til my time come a G to me is like a mil' on the streets I'm a kill just to eat and leave my enemies on the concrete they say a soft heart make a bitch nigga stay alert stay alive that's the code of a thug nigga I wanna rob and steal but crime pays the bill niggas know I'm real so my pain is what they feel I'm a rider TRU niggas gone feel me C-Murder ain't gone die 'til a bitch nigga kill me All my thug niggas ride to eternity let's ride nigga let's ride nigga (2X) [Master P] How many niggas want to ride with me when I'm gone don't no mothafucka cry for me I want the nigga that did it to die with me and his mama and his brother take a ride with me cuz I'm a killer (a killer) nigga baller servin' up the 3rd ward Cali or New Orla' nigga like the devil with the motherfuckin' red prints fight me like a monkey on top of an elephant the game got me crazy profecy dazy this god wasn't ? when a nigga tried to play me god won't you save me nigga only baby only time could take me mama why you made me like is like slavey tech-nines and three eighties homies live in shady pray for your baby my first born replace me this ghetto might waste me I'm a hunted bitch like ghostly it be a nigga close to me that take me All my thug niggas ride to eternity let's ride nigga let's ride nigga (4X) [Mr. Serv-On] they told me in this life those who start off last a end up first those who start up first a end up last last time I saw a .45 blast a nigga who was last should be doin' 50 years without parole life is cold but it fair fuck the mayor that coward bastard ask him durin' his term how many niggas sawt jail cells and found cascidy place me the plastic when its time to shoot only god will know the truth what's in a nigga's blood is in his heart from the start my pain was irreversable the book on how to kill a nigga is unwritable my title don't sulitify our right to tell a child how to live his life or how to stop a man when he beat his wife but if you turn your back grab your gun we could ride tonight and ain't no game as I stroll on nigga you know this S-E-R-V mister get my ride ON All my thug niggas ride to eternity let's ride nigga let's ride nigga (4X) hahhahaha the media point the finger at me like I'm the bad guy but its ok just take a good look at me I'm no different then your average businessman society wants to eliminate me but uh in a few years you be wishin' you had another Don like me sincerly yours America's nightmare Master P |
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