Texty písní D12 D12 World Good Die Young

Good Die Young

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Dawg, I shouldn't have left.
They wouldn't have tried this shit if I was wit' ya.
Maybe we would have picked another time,
or maybe chose anotha way.
Or maybe my prayers would have convinced him that choose another soul.
Shit, its just me and my man Tony now.
Man you look so peaceful right now...how can I argue with that.
They say...

[Kon Artis - Chorus]
They say that the good die young,
thats why I think that you should have fun (when your young).
Cause time won't wait for no one,
when God calls, you gotta go home.

They say the good die young, (die young),
that's why I know that we gon' have fun.
In this life cause you only get one.
When God calls for me, don't cry I just went home.

[Kon Artis]
It's true that everybody heard, there mama say everyday's like this,
when you see, one of your friends die in the mist.
In the struggle, until the circumstances
it's a risk that they take, just to prove a point to a friend.
Even then, accidents are prone to happen to any man,
or woman that's dumb enough to pretend.
That her, God won't hold them accountable for sins
If they commit, and they try to repent themselves to repent.
But I guess (thats just the way things go),
I was blessed to see 24.
To wake up to that how "My Name Is" video,
motivated me to write what I wrote.
And I knew my little brother sold dope,
and mom and daddy want to move off Ro'.
I did it, I still got a lot to prove and show,
I just wish we aint have to lose Bugz to the struggle
Cause you know...


I know you used to Bizarre on some silly shit,
but niggas in my clique is dying quick.
In Detroit, niggas don't party,
they pull a four-fo out, snatch off bacardis.
Thats why I keep the pistol under the trunk,
I'm 27 years old, too old to be gettin' jumped.
And fuck rap, I miss Carnell Pitts,
B-U-G-Z, tattered on my wrist.
Me and you in the Jeep, listen to swing ol' beats,
it's a shame me and Fuzz don't even speak.
I got married, my wife name is Dee,
peace to 31 and 51-50, I miss you.

I remember back on that tragic day, my phone rung,
and Bizarre's voice tellin' me, Bugz was gone home.
It was like a knife piercing my chest and I couldn't breath,
I didn't wanna accept it, didn't wanna believe it.
And I swear with this weight dawg, I cried so hard
literally, Denaun had to carry me to the car.
While I stand in this booth now its tearin' me apart
but I had to let it out cause it was tearin' at my heart.
Cause he died over somethin so petty and so small,
a human life is so very precious. I hope ya'll
understand how I'm feelin' cause I love you Bugz.
I wanna rhyme wit' you, laugh wit' you, hug you Bugz.
But I can't and you was so close to seein' dreams,
a coward came along and took you away from the team.
So don't mistake this track, it's just another song.
This goes out to everyone who lost a loved one
cause you know. . .


They say it's never too late to have an early childhood,
if I could turn back the hands of time, God should.
Forgive what I did as a kid to run blocks,
now my dreams are just screams, cops, and gun shots.
The fun stops when your homie's up in a box,
My dude E-Bole, rest his soul, snuffed by the cops.
I use to quartion'(?) a lot, if there's a guy by me say somethin'.
If you love her so much why didn't you gave nothin'?
When he took my homie, Snook was only in 11th grade,
now I hope to see your face at the heaven gates.
It ain't never late in the game, this hatin' remains,
with a grudge to see slugs break through my frame.
My heart aches with the pain, the life in his breath,
we gotta have fun now, theres only minutes left.
In the depth, distress young as a ? did
to get ? off my fallen homies who ain't got enough years.
I miss y'all.


When I was younger I knew four brothers that wasn't wise.
That crash and the driver died,
my partner on the passenger side was paralyzed.
And I'm surprised by the look of that ride that the other peeps survived.
Nine months later another one died,
somebody shot him in the side when he was startin' up his ride.
3 years go by, I made a hell of a run,
and thats when Funky got done, Joey playin' wit' guns,
and Tookie over funds, Carty was my man,
and Reggie, I wish that I was wit you in that van.
And Bugz if it wasn't for you,
you know I wouldn't be standin' in this booth.
Thats the truth, I miss ya'll...

[Chorus x2]
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