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• Artiste: Jim Jones
• Titre: Good Die Young
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Well, well Well, well Heatmakerz, crack music Well, the good die young Maybe it's better ’Cause where I'm from Oh, where I'm from I’m still affiliated with fellas that's cautious Lookin' at the news, man, we closer to hell than I thought Reflectin' while I'm smokin' an L in my Porsche Straight up out my pocket, man, I just posted bail in the car I wish I could speak on my case Not a good feelin' when police got the heat in your face Minor setback, but we still gotta keep it always Ridin' through my hood, it’s so much talent I seen that’s a waste Without a platform, lookin' for an outlet We was taught to get money and buy cars that ain’t out yet If it was O-2, we was tryna get the O-3 My first ten Grants, I was tryna get an O-Z Well, the good die young Maybe it's better 'Cause where I'm from Oh, where I’m from Well, the good die young Maybe it's better 'Cause where I'm from We live forever, forever I'm havin' thoughts of VA comin' back for you rats on the bus Must have had an angel 'cause I shoulda been shackled and cuffed Started catchin' feelin', feelin' love with the MAC when it bust You ever hear the sound of all paper start cracklin' up? The fire start to hit and the fee hid the cracks for a rush Brothers killin' brothers so how could you ask me about trust? Some of these things I'm havin' issues with Forty-four bully with a beam with the pistol grip Just to give you some pacifics On what to tell the cops for ballistics She left a bunch of kisses on my boxers with her liptstick My cars from overseas, I buy my watches from the district of— I'm a grown man, I'm my own man Savage nigga and I swing iron like Conan Have a bunch of ghost-face killas shoot at your whole clan My man E caught a charge and now he tryna get a program You pull up to the crib, you leave the keys with the doorman It's just life, nigga It's just life, nigga It's just life, nigga Well, the good die young Maybe it's better 'Cause where I'm from Oh, where I'm from Well, the good die young Maybe it's better 'Cause where I'm from We live forever, forever I pledge allegiance to the flag Of the United States of America And to the republic For which it stands One nation Under God Indivisible With liberty and justice for all