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Date Posted: 01:56:22 03/13/03 Thu
Author: Cu-jo
Author Host/IP: CPE00402b2f6ab6-CM014080200032.cpe.net.cable.rogers.com / 24.114.249.72
Subject: Death Bed Rap (text)

yo i'm new to dis site so feed back welcome

Hey yo, i jus wanted to tell ya,

That if i eva die for i wake/
that i was neva a fake/
i was always pure from the C to the U to the J to the O/
an i jus wanted to let yall know/
that the only person who can eva justifye my death/
is me, cus i was always the worst enemy that i eva had/
so jus be glad/
cus my boys were always the best things that i eva had/
so please dont be sad/
cus now i'm up here, smilin down wit dad/
while i got god holdin onto my hand/
makin sure that yall dont stray from the path of life/
even if it means puttin up a fight/
you do what you think is right/
i did, now look at me, i've finally found the light/
at the end of my tunnel/
where there is none of this fuckin hustle n bustle/
so please, jus live as long as ya can/
man, i sure wish i had/
but o well, thats to bad/
i aint mad/
i jus feel bad for all the fans that i coulda had/
but i guess that thats all in da past/
n jus remember, every time that you finish rappin real fast/
ya'll always hear the sound of my hands clap/
but now that i'm gone i jus wanted to say so long n that hell, i least i had a good run/
man did i eva have some fun/
but now its done/
so so long mum/
and as i say my bood-byes/
i sit here n cry/
sumtin we all tend do from time to time/
an i can't lie/
friends n family, you guys were the only thin that eva kept me alive/
n believe me, this is hurtin deep down inside/
an i know that it seems impossible to oplogize for every lie that i've told/
every heart that i broke, but here i go, i'm gonna try/

Chorus x2
i said I'm Sorry! for all the bad things that i've done
I'm Sorry for goin out n gettin dat gun
I'm Sorry! for all the that lies that i've told
I'm Sorry! for all promises i broke
i said I'm Sorry!

There, now that you people have see that side of me/
are you happy?/
was it everythin you thought it would be?/
now that ya done doubtin n laughin at me?/
shit, maybe now you people will finally leave me be an give me some peace to set my mind at ease/
hey, maybe now i can finally get some sleep/
i thank god that i'm gone from this earth/
from this hurt/
that you people always be puttin on me/
did you eva consider my well being?/
oh well theres no healing for hurt feelings/
sides, it dont matta now/
cus i'm probably buried, ten-feet-unda-da-ground/
i guess this is where i belong/
but at least i'll always live on in my songs/
i will right?/
wutta ya mean 'might'?/
trust me, i can gaurantee that i will/
an if i dont, then fuck it, i guess i jus have to leave beind shoes to big to fill/
or an unclimbable hill/
which eva one i choose/
it dont really matta, either way the next kid comin ups still gonna lose/
then aftawards he'll probably jus hit the booze/
shit, thats wut i do/
but hey, at least i got an excuse/
mines that i got ruined veiws of life/
but dam, you would too if ya whole life was jus on big fight ta survive/

Chorus x2

now that i'm gone, tell baby brotha not to be like me/
please god, make em see/
that theres more to life then the poverty/
an let em see the truth/
that they can be bigga then babe ruth/
n make sure they keep away from tha hardcore drugs/
cus all the money that they spend on dat shit, they can buy a new set o lugz/
an give em the strength to fight peer pressure/
an tell that it dont make any less-a/
a man,an that they can be anythin that they wanna be/
queer, gay, straight, even chinese/
if they try hard enough/
n make sure that he dont get snuffed/
n that he dont join a gang bang, make em learn from my experiences/
an that i to, used to have ta hop fences/
runnin from tha cops/
mean while i had pot in my pants pocket/
an carryin some hot shit/
yeh man i used ta think that that was it/
but i soon learned that it wasn't/
runnin away from home/
havin no tha place ta go/
but the streets/
even there i found my self runnin as fast as my feet could carry me/
but i guess i didn't run fast enough/
i guess i wasn't tough enough/
ta deal wit tha motha fucka's n there bull shit, cus it all swallowed me up/
they all taught me a lesson/
in theft n poessesion/
an dats streets/
gettin shot at from car windows all cus bitches got beef/
now do you see?
baby brotha, dont you eva be like me/
cus it aint worth it/
havin ta put up wit these pricks bullshit/
you dont want it in ya life, n less of course you like havin your life at risk every night/
n i aint gonna fight wit ya'll/
i'm gonna tell ya, that i'll always be there to catch you wen ya fall/

Chorus x2

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