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Mac - Be All You Can Be lyrics
featuring Fiend Mo B. Dick Silkk the Shocker [Silkk] [Fiend] Yo it's ya boy Silkk. Hey hey. (?) Know what I'm sayin? I got Fiend and Mac in here. These soldiers warriors Know what I'm sayin? And survivors know but We're in serious times. [Chorus Fiend] I said all our soldiers in the streets Life ain't always guaranteed (There's no guarantee) Some of this aimed for you and me But it's a ghetto war So be all you can be [Fiend] That's why your big brother Fiend gon holler And I really meant, I don't wanna be here if I don't gotta Not tryin to discourage, a lotta But look in my eyes Even though we camouflaged I can't disguise the pain we got inside That's why I ride all night Smokin till I can't smoke no more Wanna forget some of the shit we saw With that old dirty four oh Wanna give money to the poor folk But got one eighty and one quarter Splitin that three ways That's between my momma, sister and her daughter [Chorus] X 2 [Mac] This life shit is way so serious Don't wanna question you Lord, but I'm so curious I sleep amongst killers I don't know who to trust I meet beucoup bitches and now it's cool to fuck I made it from nothin to havin little change Now niggas in my hood they look at me strange I live for the moment cuz I'm afraid of my future Don't let me die, oh Lord why I look myself in my eyes and I see why thugs cry Shell shocked, I get that from my pops And he told me keep it cocked, so I keep it cocked Life is but a dream and we all seein And if seein is believin, don't wake me up this evening Woah! [Chorus] X 2 [Silkk] All I know, is I don't wanna go But I don't wanna be here either If I gotta be here killin and sellin dope The world is a ghetto And I be wonderin if y'all could be feelin my pain Tryin to put it down the best way I know how When I'm gone y'all can remember my name If I die tomorrow, don't be sorry Let it be known I told the truth And never know what's gon happen when I'm done rappin Doin my song, in this booth And if I die, tell P he keeps my legacy alive My chance was slim And if it had to happen, let it be known I'm glad it happened to me, instead of them Now desperate times call for desperate measures Ain't no pleasure in killin Ain't no pleasure either in going without feedin for weeks Have you ever had that feeling? No guarantees, Lord please, can't bring back the past Can't buy time either, so I guess what's the use of havin cash? And look now, penitentiary's packed With niggas who had dreams to be rich Man spend a little bit, have a little something Dead men can't spend shit I'll trade some of this money for this pain Trade some of this money for this fame P nigga you think it's easy dog But it ain't cuz I been with you throughout this game [Mo B Dick] I thought we could flip keys together I thought we could make g's together Now I know what's going on I gotta make these dollars all night long I thought you saw the bigger picture How could you betray your closest nigga? How can I ever trust you again? Tell me, man [Silkk] Yo Fiend, yo Mac. It's real. Gotta be able to do it. So many niggas wanna see you fall dog. We gon ball y'all, for real |
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