"A coward dies a thousand deaths a soldier dies but once". (Tonight's the night I get in some shit). . They say pussy and paper is poetry power and pistols. Plottin' on murderin' motherfuckers before they get you. Picturin' pitiful punk niggas coppin' pleas. Puffin' weed as I position myself to clock Gs. My enemies scatter in suicidal situations. Never the witness to wicked shit that they was facin'. Pockets is packed with presidents pursue your riches. Evadin' the playa-hatin tricks while hittin switches. Bitches is badmouthin' cuz ballin' motherfuckers is bold. but trust me holms the game should be sold. Sick of pscyhotic society somebody save me. Addicted to drama so even mama couldn't raise me. Even the preacher and all my teachers couldn't reach me. I run in the streets and puffin' weed with my peeps. I'm duckin' the cops I hit the weed as I'm clutchin' my glock. Niggas is hot when I hit the block but if I die tonite. . Chorus. If I die 2nite. If I die 2nite. If I die 2nite. 2nite's the night I get in some shit. . Polishin' pistols prepare for battle pass the pump. When I get to poppin' niggas is droppin' then they done. Callin' the coroner come collect the fuckin' corpse. He got hit by a killer preoccupied with bein boss. Revenge is the method whenever steppin' keep a weapon close. Adversaries will overdose over deadly notes. Jealous niggas and broke bitches equal packed jails. Hit the block and fill your pockets makin' crack sales. Picture perfection pursuin' paper with a passion. Visions of prison where all the pussies that I blasted. Running with criminal individuals with no remorse. Try to stop me my pistol possee using deadly force. In my brain all I can think about is fame. The police know my name a different game ain't a thing changed. I'm seeing cemetary photos of my peers. Conversatin' like they still here if I die tonite. . Chorus. If I die 2nite. Scared to die nigga is ya?. If I die 2nite. Never fear never will I fear. If I die 2nite. 2nite's the night I get in some shit. . Pussy and paper is poetry power and pistols. Plottin on murderin motherfuckers before they get you. Pray to the heavens .357s to the sky. And I hope I'm forgiven for Thug livin when I die. I wonder if heaven's got a ghetto for thug niggas. A stress free life and a spot for drug dealers. Pissin while practicin' how to pimp and be a player. Overdose of a dick while drinking liquor when I lay yah. Pistol-whippin any simps for bein petrified and lame. Disrespecting the game praying for punishment and pain. Going insane never die I live eternal who shall I fear?. Don't shed a tear for me nigga I ain't happy here. I hope they bury me and send me to my rest. Headlines reading Murdered to Death my last breath. Take a look picture a crook on his last stand. Motherfuckers don't understand if I die tonite. . Chorus. Nigga. If I die 2nite. No fear nigga never worry. If I die 2nite. Bury me a motherfuckin G closed casket fuck death. If I die 2nite. You know. . Killer killer killer. Murder murder murder. . (Repeat two lines til fade).