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  • "Martyr"
  • [Talking]
  • Shit, sometimes man, a nigga be
  • contemplating,
  • Yo, living in *****in' hell, nigga die,
  • might be better.
  • [Verse 1]
  • Walk through the shadow of death,
  • my dick out pissing
  • Rebel, laughing at the devil, homicidal threats
  • Only if he knew, I wanna lie a coal, who the
  • ***** wanna die old
  • On this miserable earth, forever, put me in dirt
  • It's better then living searchin treasure
  • That only brings atrocity, and treachery,
  • baby mothers stressing me
  • Ain't no hope left in me
  • Live everyday like it's my last
  • Waitin' to meet my niggaz that passed
  • At last I could meet Christ, ask him why the
  • ***** you died on the cross
  • Here these stupid mother*****ers, they still lost
  • I'll ask Malcolm, see what it was like to fight for civil rights
  • And nights he thought he would die, what did
  • he do
  • Did he grab his gun and a bust shot?
  • Get on my knees praise Big and go *****
  • with Pac
  • Find out did he really take 5 shots
  • Ask him, who shot ya, was it the Feds?
  • Couldn't of been Big Poppa, Brooklyn
  • niggaz ain't braille
  • Like that, ask Martin, why the ***** you
  • ain't fight back
  • [CHORUS (3X)]
  • If you had a choice,life or death
  • What would you choose
  • If you had a choice
  • [Verse 2]
  • Life ain't real its a dream we see tomorrow
  • Reality, shit that's pain and sorrow
  • Reality, disaster beat breaks,
  • A little girl up in the projects gettin raped
  • Reality's a nigga gettin rock shot 41 times
  • And you askin why I run from one time
  • I don't even get justice,
  • Nigga sometimes, no times, oh I'm bout to
  • lose my mind
  • Reality's *****ed up, like a hard workin mother,
  • losing her job
  • The battle of good and evil
  • Like the devil, ain't losing for god, we on lucifer's squad
  • Not knowing what the ***** it all mean
  • I can't even, get a can of sardines
  • Niggaz driving bentley's, burning money,
  • I'm yearnin money
  • Taking your shit, I'm earning money
  • Yet you call me a thief I call me a broke
  • nigga trying to eat
  • On this earth suffering, why its like that
  • Guess we the punished, blame Adam and Eve
  • [CHORUS (3X)]If you had a choice,life or death
  • What would you choose
  • If you had a choice
  • [Verse 3]
  • Hold your latex, from nuns I take sex,
  • Play chess, with the devil from the sky
  • Like rain shells drop immune to this cold
  • world's sorrow
  • Beyond shell shock, can't you tell pop,
  • I need some help ox
  • See them meadow officers watchin' myself rot
  • Ice pick and cell blocks
  • Hope the 12 stop on the highway to hell,
  • switchin lanes
  • Niggaz that know, what I mean to suffer
  • and struggle in the gutter
  • Slice birthday cakes with box cutters
  • I did not stutter, you heard me this is utter,
  • reality
  • Observe me, on a journey puttin niggaz on
  • gurneys till I meet my maker
  • And I need my ama ? ***** Guiliani and Howard Seiffler
  • [CHORUS (3X)]If you had a choice,life or death
  • What would you choose
  • If you had a choice

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