Minute To Pray, Second To Die
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Life goes on in the streets of my hood when you die
Though some cry and gets by, while others choose to wonder why
His life was took at such an early age
A young nigga who lived in a rage, died by the gauge
He used to hustle on the street corners
His mom would always beg him to quit, but he didn't wanna
As he got older, he got even worse
'Til a real nigga showed him the purpose of a hearse
A cold night in his hood he had a tangle
Some brother he was squabblin with had broke his ankle
Laid him out in the driveway
Some people knew he wouldn't survive, but hey
I ain't the one to speak upon another's
All I can do is try to open his eyes and help the brother
He chose the wrong way and that's the route he took
Born and brought up as an angel, but he died as a crook
He had a baby that he couldn't raise
And she will never see her father again cause he's in his grave
Hey yo, let's think about it, Miller
(My daddy was a dopeman, so I'ma be a dope dealer)
How will the family explain it?
(My daughter had a baby for a 'caine head!)
He ain't around to see her walk
Dry her eyes when she cries, pick her up when she falls
Just the thought of a kid livin foul
Fucks me up when his girl have to raise a bastard child
It gets deeper, he used to punch her and beat her
She was loyal to his ass, but accused as a cheater
She had a good dick, but she picked the wrong card
Had a kid, now she's realizin life is hard
A big-time dope dealer's all she wanted
Who drove a Jag or a Benz so she could flaunt it
The situation's got me guessin
But the answer remains to be a question
He lived his life in a lie
I guess you only get a minute to pray and a second to die
It was crazy how it happened
Some niggas rolled by in a Riviera Caddy
All I could see was a pistol spittin rounds
And the boy was just screamin as he fell to the ground
A woman yelled, "Get an ambulance!"
But I knew he was dead, he didn't stand a chance
You shoulda seen him, he was scared
A bullet wound to his chest, and one to his head
He just laid there in silence
And all I heard was a siren
Paramedics pulled up
Followed by a lawman, and then came a firetruck
Put his ass on a stretcher
But if he survives, I'm willin to bet ya
He'll be out for revenge
They patched him up, within a week he was back at it again
Went to his brother on the Northside
"Grab your shit, it's a hit, we're gonna take a long ride"
Packed it up in the trunk
AK-47, M-11 and a pump
Rolled by Worthing on Scott Street
School was lettin out (Yo, you ain't gon' shoot yet? WATCH IT!)
Opened his trunk and grabbed his shotgun
He shot him
Put his toolie on the front seat
Continued his mission as he headed down the street
The kids was just starin at each other
"Maybe he rolled by and smoked Mack's brother"
Reached in his coat and grabbed a 40
Full speed down Wheat, shot his mom on the porch
On his way down Cullen
His brother was just dazin the shot, "Why you do it?
Why you shoot his moms and shit?" (Heh-heh-heh) "Man, fuck that bitch"
Went to the store to use a payphone
Called up Mack, "Hey yo, J, peace, home"
Hung it up and rolled down Dagger
Headin for the nigga he was after
By the time he arrived at the scene
Malcolm was ready for anything
He tried to sneak around the back way
Never thought of bein taken out on that day
Black boy, black coat
Stood around the corner as he passed, slit his throat
He didn't fall, so he fired
One to the middle of his skull, he's expired
A whole army came out
27 Niggas all strapped out of one house
That how it happens in the A
One nigga died in the park in the paper
Shit gets deeper, why?
I guess you only get a minute to pray and a second to die