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Sticky Fingaz - Not Dyin' lyrics
[Verse 1] If it wasn't for Kool Herc, Hip-Hop wouldn't be created That's bullshit! I would've created it tens years later Nigga's always actin' up till the guns is heard I don't hear you poppin' shit now, mums the word And all you rapper niggas, what, that's all you got Think you a thug I hear you doing songs wit Pac Gotta bullet in my stomach doctors scared to remove it And 25 stitches above my dick to prove it! But I can't die, so I don't wear no vest I'm like super nigga, gotta S-F on my chest Nigga I'll take a automatic and play Russian Roulet Just to collect, life is short expect my death Told you once, told you twice This is the last time you can ooooooooooooooooooh gimme a flat line Even if I bleed to death I can't die Not even if I fell from ten stories high Yo, I'ma rule the underground or get shot trying No matter how many times I get hit with the hot iron [Chorus] I'm not dyin' What bring it I'm not dyin' I'm not dyin' What bring it I'm not dyin' I'm not dyin' What bring it I'm not dyin' I'm not dyin' What bring it I'm not dyin' I'm not dyin' What bring it I'm not dyin' I'm not dyin' What bring it I'm not dyin' I'm not dyin' What bring it I'm not dyin' I'm not dyin' What bring it I'm not dyin' [Verse 2] I tried everything swallowed pills slit my wrist Made my own brother shoot me, X-1 fuckin' missed Tried to paint the walls of my brain but the gun jammed At my first shoot out, I stayed everyone ran I want in raaaaaaaw, and more than ten different women Locked myself in the garage with the Benz runnin' As a kid, they had to watch me carefully Tried to pull the blow dryer in the bath with me Everywhere I go, I hear voices, (who calling me?) Doc said my brain damaged but I don't see nuttin' wrong with me Maybe that's why half the industry won't do a song with me I walked amongst the dead Talk to punks with lead An eye for an eye We can all go blind All yawl nigga's talking about you ain't scared to die I feel nigga, cause I ain't scared to kill you nigga, WHAT I'ma rule the underground or get shot trying No matter how many times I get hit with the hot iron [Chorus] You can't kill me {8X} |
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