BLAZE YA DEAD HOMIE - If I Fall lyrics

rate me

Ever since back when I was alive

I always thought to myself what it would be like to die

Today I'm more dead than a doornail

Whether I succeed or fail, only time will tell

And if I ever fall short of the gold

I'll fall back on a nickel-plated chrome and take everything you own

I'm a pure-bred hustler, gang-bang affiliated

I pack a heater bitch, this ain't entertainment

If I fall only time will tell,

And if I fall of out of control

My pockets is bound to swell

If I keep reppin the cheese, will they feel me?

You know you know it my nigga

That's treal best believe me

The shadow, back up in you like a pap-smear

No I'm not a player, wearing sweaters made of cashmere

With matching boots

I came for the loot, I'm riding shotgun and bitch

I'm prepared to shoot

Duck low unless you want to get hit with the blast

I'll blow a motherfuckers hair in and out his baseball hat

And if I catch him hard grinding with some shit that's phat

I'm gonna lay him on his back, you bitches better believe that

If I fall only time will tell,

And if I fall of out of control

My pockets is bound to swell

If I keep reppin the cheese, will they feel me?

You know you know it my nigga

That's treal best believe me

Fall down, if I fall, get back up again

I'm gonna get back up again, when will this ride be over

Did it begin, no more slipping

Yo' I had it up to here, cause I've had enough

This shit's all fucked up

When times get tough you need to pick yourself up, and brush off

I'm not afraid to fall, I fell, got up

Kept moving while my body repeatedly got shot up

I even tried to stand up

After taking a the clip and a half from a bitch-ass rocking a ski mask

In a dark alleyway, I was killed on a Sunday night

Body recovered on a Monday

News covered the gunplay

The same dude that killed me,

Dead body discovered in the subway

If I fall only time will tell,

And if I fall of out of control

My pockets is bound to swell

If I keep reppin the cheese, will they feel me?

You know you know it my nigga

That's treal best believe me

Madrox and I'm round like the earth

I done fell so many times, I'm accustomed to all the hurt

No work, and no jobs, and people are unemployed

Most of the people just filling the void,

And I'm one of them

Just because I'm in front of them,

Mean I'm ahead of the game

And when you clear away the shit, we basically all the same

All going against the grain and hope for some better days

In the meantime, we all just trying to mantain

If I fall only time will tell,

And if I fall of out of control

My pockets is bound to swell

If I keep reppin the cheese, will they feel me?

You know you know it my nigga

That's treal best believe me