spice 1《187 He Wrote》[MP3_LRC]

[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com  [00:12.67]I'm tryin to keep my aces and my deuces all together [00:16.02]I'm thinkin of self murder I know I won't live forever [00:19.41]This chronic got me noid I need to get a job [00:22.59]But instead I want to sell d**e hang on a rope and steady mobb [00:26.16]I'm wakin up in the morning thinkin of death as I break out in a cold sweat [00:30.82]I'm havin dreams of a whole family put to rest [00:34.77]Visions of a dead man body bags [00:37.67]And all the youngsters gettin their cap peeled over colored rags [00:40.95]I write about murder and death cause that's all in the hood [00:44.57]Comin up strong while in crack yo g its all good [00:47.80]Describin a way of life that they don't understand g [00:51.04]So I'mma keep breakin it down until dey understand me [00:54.36]You see its real g and jealousy it roam my block [00:57.81]That's why I'm never leavin the house without my plastic glock [01:01.19]Cause if they want it theyll take it and kill for it [01:04.59]And if its worth sumptin then blood gettin spilled for it [01:07.95]My mother thinks I'm goin crazy [01:10.07]And when I leave the house she just stares out the window [01:13.45]I think I'm being followed every time I leave my home [01:16.69]Havin these fatal thoughts of gettin chrome to my dome [01:20.45]18 [01:20.76]187 me say the murder the murder he wrote [01:23.89]18 [01:24.80]187 me say the murder the murder he wrote [01:27.52]Blow [01:27.98]Did things up in the past that I regret at 22 [01:37.09]And when I hit 23 I hope I'm livin well as you [01:40.45]Its good to be alive in 93 I guess that so [01:43.82]But if I gotta go I gotta go I gotta go [01:47.17]I guess I'm just a soldier with a song out of the streets black [01:51.07]Stressin of that chronic sack but I feel death is knockin at my bed [01:55.22]Sleep walkin with my pistol in the middle of the night [01:58.45]Wakin up inside my hooptie holdin my glock full of fright [02:02.51]Violent in this art that's only because its comin from a g to the heart [02:07.41]Got friends that have died and I mourn for their families [02:10.97]Bringin flowers to dey graves every time I get a chance g [02:14.37]Nothin like a old school homie from the hood [02:17.76]Which are right or wrong doin dirt doin good [02:20.96]And now I know inside ill never see my boy again [02:24.28]I fie myself always pour brew out fo my friends [02:28.17]I'm keepin all my pictures from my homies up in jail [02:39.74]If I told you what dey did it will problably turn your pale [02:47.97]I used to hang with killers and I didn't even know [02:51.66]Wrestlin with my homies as a youngster age four [02:54.69]Now half of dem is dead and the rest is in the jailhouse [02:58.50]Writin to me monthly givin they homies somethin to rap about [03:01.58]Tell me do my music and don't trip off what dey say [03:05.05]Thinkin to myself I might just be in there one day [03:08.14]Some stayed about the big house and still slangin yay [03:11.62]And now dey stayin under diction of feds everyday [03:14.99]Tryin to wash their money they want to go on tour g [03:18.52]Gettin into the business learn about the industry [03:21.89]Try to help em out doin everythang I can [03:25.03]I still gotta worry bout the next jealous man [03:28.49]My homies gettin robbed so they rob somebody else [03:31.61]You can see it never stops let that story tell itself [03:35.19]I'm walkin with my head down pervin in the rain [03:38.75]Thinkin deep askin myself am I insane [03:47.28]I think about that daily and I'm leavin on that note [03:54.80]And that's the definition of the 187 that he wrote