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  • A 2nd chance
  • A kick doe
  • Been a long time
  • Betya
  • Can't hold me back
  • Closin down shop
  • Cluckers
  • Commercial
  • Concrete jungle
  • Constantly in danger
  • Criminal minded
  • Damned if they murder me
  • Do you wanna ride
  • Don't matter
  • Don't play no games
  • Don't wanna be alone
  • Down 4 my niggas
  • Down for my b's
  • Dreams
  • Duck & run
  • Feel my pain
  • Forever tru
  • Freedom
  • G's and macks
  • Gangsta walk
  • Get bucked, get crunked
  • Get n paid
  • Ghetto boy
  • Ghetto millionaire
  • Ghetto ties
  • How a thug like it
  • Hustlin
  • I be damned if they murder me
  • I remember
  • I'm not just
  • Interlude
  • Keep it real
  • Let me see
  • Life or death
  • Like a jungle
  • Livin legend
  • Lord help us
  • Making moves
  • Money talks
  • Murder and Daz
  • Nasty chick
  • Nl iggaz
  • Nl soulja
  • On da block
  • On my enemies
  • On the run
  • Only the strong survive
  • Picture me
  • Ride
  • Ride on dem bustas
  • Riders
  • Show me luv
  • Soldiers
  • Staring at these walls
  • Still makin moves
  • Street keep callin
  • Street thugs
  • Survival of the fittest
  • That Calliope
  • That's me
  • The truest shit
  • They don't really know you
  • They want my money
  • Thug boy
  • Thug in yo life
  • Too much noise
  • Want beef
  • Watch yo enemies
  • What u gonna do
  • What you bout
  • Where do we go
  • Where i'm from
  • Where we wanna
  • Would you hesitate
  • Young ghetto boy
  • Young thugs
  • I be damned if they murder me


    [C-Murder]
    I be damned if I do, and damned if I don't
    Hail Mary, please help me, cause I know my foes won't
    rest -- until they see me surrounded by grief
    wear a wrief, and my grave reading rest in peace
    How can the whole world hate me and turn they back?
    Cause I'ma TRU motherfucker, any nigga know that
    I stand my ground, ain't trippin' on what turf you claim
    I put my faith in God's hands, it's a white man's land
    Straight from the wounds of my momma's belly
    to the streets, to the pen, I wish somebody'd tell me
    Cause I'm lost like a needle in the hay
    Before I lay, I pray, and steady searchin' for a better day
    And I'm guilty for the crime of telling the truth
    And my conviction is the blame for whatever you do
    And backpains from the world on my shoulder blades
    But I be damned if they send me to an early grave

    Chorus [C-Murder, (Ms. Peaches)]

    [C-Murder]
    I be damned if they murder me
    Until I die, I'll be high when they bury me
    I never lie, I'm worry free until I rest my soul
    I resurrect for revenge with my eyes closed
    I be damned if they murder me
    Until I die, I'll be high when they bury me
    I never lie, I'm worry free until I rest my soul
    I resurrect for revenge with my eyes closed

    [Ms. Peaches in background]
    Searchin' for my soul, but I can't seem to find it
    I see fear in my eyes, Lord tell me why, am I
    Searchin' for my soul, but I can't seem to find it
    I see fear in my eyes, Lord tell me why

    [Mac]
    Illegal business enters the streets, God is my witness
    I made a million niggas hit list, yet I'm alive
    To live and breathe, my life is a hole in four
    The mysteries of old are now told
    You reap what your soul, and I seen alot of guns unload
    Sometimes over gold, many over control
    But in the eyes of thier own kind, niggas are bold
    But in the hands of their enemy, fears unfold
    It's a cold world, only if your brain is froze
    So we murder our bros, over money and clothes
    And where I'm from, these niggas carry mad 44's
    But be in bitch mode, at any site of any popo's
    If you a soldier, then nigga play this game with soul
    Look get your mind right, and leave that bullshit to commodes
    Peep the words of God, with baggy clothes and fros
    Everything insist for a purpo', book closed

    [C-Murder]
    I be damned if they murder me
    Until I die, I'll be high when they bury me
    I never lie, I'm worry free until I rest my soul
    I resurrect for revenge with my eyes closed
    I be damned if they murder me
    Until I die, I'll be high when they bury me
    I never lie, I'm worry free until I rest my soul
    I resurrect for revenge with my eyes closed

    [Ms. Peaches in background]

    Searchin' for my soul, but I can't seem to find it
    I see fear in my eyes, Lord tell me why
    Searchin' for my soul, but I can't seem to find it
    I see fear in my eyes, Lord tell me why

    [Magic]
    They call us lost souls,
    but done so much wrong, done made so many niggas fold
    And fucked over so many hoes, screaming fuck my foes
    And I knew I was wrong
    But I been having a violent temper since the day I was born
    But it's that same determantion,
    that's got me up in the eyes of the whole nation
    I just hoping that they what I'm facin'
    For the drama that I caused in my past
    Living crazy, know I was heading nowhere fast
    My whole family pointed the finger thinking I couldn't succeed
    Cause I'm thuggin' on the corner man, smoking my weed
    Sellin' my llelo cause I had no other way, for making my pay
    Keepin' a decent fucking place for me to stay
    But still I'ma hustler,
    my every word is like bustin' at you motherfuckers
    And I won't stopped til I'm heard by the whole planet
    I keep it real, cause you fake niggas can't stand it
    And I be damned if they bury me.....


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