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[Verse 1 - Jadakiss]
They must got a death wish
Cause they was on the road to the riches
Back in the day, but they got off on the exit
Real disrespect shit
Whenever a nigga try to fuck up your investment, it's hard to digest it
These young niggas don't wanna get punched in they faces
So they keep the burner on 'em, and catch a bunch of cases
These old niggas still think they living in the 80's
And shorties that they knew since they were babies turned crazy
The bitches still holla
At anybody looking like they getting a couple dollars
Could fuck, suck and swallow
Ain't nobody winning, but everybody can't loseThe dirt's still there, funeral home ain't move
Going in, coming out gang affiliatedYou'd rather go back before being humiliatedA black cloud over the hood, you can't escape itDust smoking niggas walking 'round in the matrixLoyalty is thin, the tension is thick
Look at a broke nigga's face when you mention a brick
Stick-up kids come around when they sense that you rich
Candles and lizzle get lit when you get hit with the fifthNiggas that used to hoop dream is now selling the piffAnd they still ratting but you can't tell if you stiffEspecially when the Tec spitFuck around get your head, and your neck hit, looking for a death wish

Talking out your mouth, all reckless
To a nigga that you know, that'll let it off, that's a death wish
When your heart stops, and your body gets breathless
And help don't come in enough time, that's a death wish
When you see the blood and realize that your chest is hit
And don't know where it came from, that's a death wish
When you know a nigga, whole style's on some next shit
And you violate 'em that's a death wish

[Verse 2 - Lil Wayne]
Young Money!Ahh, I be on that way left shit
Better get right or get left shitBetter hit right or get left hit
Even if you threw the best pitch
Yes bitch it's Weezy-F bitch
, I'm the best bitch
Motherfuck your guest list, I be like, let's just
Kill him and get breakfast,
neck slit
Next shit expect this, every time you check this
I'm exit, I mean, excited to be your death wish
Bitch I wear this G shit on my heart, not my necklaceAnd I keep the Heckler for the hecklersAnd I'm from the Mecca of the reckless with a record-breaking death listThe reckless and neglecters think the election won't affect us
I'm high above you, above law, above average
Niggas snitching, put niggas in a can like a beverageDamn! I pop at your head, fuck up your memories
I put a bullet in Nina head and let her reminisceYeah, if you don't remember shit you goin' remember this
I'm knocking niggas down this year, I'm on my timber shit
Big lion growl at you niggas on that Simba shitI'll be on that "Fuck yo' clique, I'll kill every member" shit
Cold as December shit, bang in any weather shit
And they could buy your bag with body parts sold separateYeah, that's a bet bitch like Russian Roulette bitchWeezy be the genie in a bottle, here's your death wish

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