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Goodie Mob - The Day After
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Im so happy we made it I knew one day we would All these years of strugglin Were never understood Now my eyes are open and I can clearly see We didnt die for nothin cuz were finally free Im so happy My grand be gone after a 103 years of blood sweat and pain And never complained The last words that the nurse heard was the song she sang Died tired of this living thing Most I knew never made it to drinking age Sometimes I fight gipp Should I spend or should I hold on for what tomorrow brings Fly aint that roll egg, so many lips in my head Seeing some act up from one tste out the cup Cant build me up to cut me down Gipp is in your game, but gipp wont play your game In the day after... I been this way since birth Heaven upon sent a newborn to tell it like he see it No lies thru the eyes of an angel suggest you dont table Every angle be obtuse, aint no truce, its war It wont stop, to compromise wouldnt stop the bloodsheddin Its armageddon in the streets of each inner city Aint takin no pity on this unjust callin it trust Im on the bus starin out of a window Thankin bout them happy days I had Over the summer growin up fast to face life and harsh realities That come wit the territody didnt know when I was young So many get hung to hang Take away the bad and bring back The good that die mostly over bullshit Takin a gun and pulled it on an innocent friend of mine That could have been yours How can I stop the war and all the crime inside the minds thats Programmed to destroy From the beginning when will it end... On the day after judgement will I be ready Im so happy we made it I knew one day we would All these years of strugglin Were never understood Now my eyes are open and I can clearly see We didnt die for nothin cuz were finally free Im so happy Meant Id be spoiled rotten A fin here a fin there but receipts please For my feet I need... a new pair of hi rollin But the car aint stolen Pistol still smokin from herndon homin in on somebody Gotta pay for restitution with heavily on my mind Free fom mental debris hose me down There my physical trame lay returnin to its rightful place A quest for forgiveness answer... The death toll talley but my soul was spared How is your prepared medium rare if you dare disobey Well done race you the last one to orion star Smellin like shit in a glass jar The bomb light years away from earth secure a space for my family The mother of my first conceived and all the weak relatives I hurt only...when I laugh On display afta judge none careless atmosphere Opportunity knockin answer it knewin you would Good thangs come to those dat wait... Took a los on church strait The nifty fifth whut better place Fo mo enenmy to hide than behind religion Done gee seen on I pray for you but I wont follow you to yo end I know of a place not too far away That maybe you and I can both go someday But I gotta make sure cause I aint tryin to stay here Dont yall realize that the end is so near But dont have fear cause you still got time I hope you wanna come when Im done with the rhyme Let me explain so you wont claim you didnt know And you can make sure that this is where you wanna go Its all about preparing yourself for the return And a trip to your soul is the only way youll learn But if you choose not to go that aint my concern I guess in hell youll just have to burn The devil tell lies and try to trick yo soul to receive it They tell you that my lord aint coming back and you believe it Regardless if you listen to me In the end well see... Im so happy we made it I knew one day we would All these years of strugglin Were never understood Now my eyes are open and I can clearly see We didnt die for nothin cuz were finally free Im so happy
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