Kush & Corinthians (His Pain)

[Hook:]
 Ride to it, ride to it
 Cause you never know
 When a bullet might hit
 And you die to it, die to it
 Die to it, die to it
 Live your life, live it right
 Be different, do different things
 Don't do it like
 He did, cause he ain't what you is
 But we can win, wait
 Let's get straight, to the point

 [Verse 1:]
 To the meaning of life
 What's my purpose? Maybe this Earth is
 Ain't a good place to be
 How far is heaven? Let's see
 Is it in the clouds like they said it would be?
 I wonder when I die
 Will he give me receipts?
 I wonder will the eyes of the lord look at me?
 Look at me, look at me, I'm a loser, I'm a winner
 I'm good, I'm bad, I'm a Christian, I'm a sinner
 I'm humble, I'm loud, I'm righteous, I'm a killer
 What I"m doing, I"m saying that I'm human
 Now people just

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 [Verse 2:]
 It go 1, 2, 3
 Two in the front
 One in the back seat
 Seat, seat, seat
 Looking for a victim of an AK-47
 100 round each, each, each
 But why must we retaliate?
 Is it human nature?
 I don't know
 I look for the answers later
 Make a right, there they go!
 Some times gotta

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 [Verse 3:]
 As I open this book and then burn up some of this reefer
 My plan is to figure out the world and escape all my demons
 I'm dying inside, I wonder if Zion inside the heavens
 condom, a rollie, pain, a fat blunt and a mack 11
 That's all I see in my life and they tell me to make it right
 But I"m right on the edge of Everest and I might jump tonight
 Have you ever had known a saint that was taking sinner's advice?
 Well it's probably you, am I right? If I'm wrong, you a [bad word] lie
 When I lie on back and look at the ceiling, it's so appealing to pray
 I wonder if I'm just a villain, dealing my morals away
 Some people look at my face then tell me don't worry about it
 I give em back they deposit, no money, just total silence
 I'm running, they say I'm wildin' a youngun with lack of guidance
 That's hundreds of us with problems: more money, more drugs and violence
 Look at the soul of an out-of-control artist
 That's dealing with life the hardest
 That's on my life, but regardless I'm a

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 [Verse 4: BJ the Chicago Kid]
 Yea, life can please ya
 But death can tease ya
 On the day Niko had that seizure
 I lost one of my biggest believers
 Close deaths make you think about your life
 Like if I had that same chance twice
 What would I do different?
 I'd tell her I loved her more
 Do more
 But tease her bout crying on that picture
 Now when I'm done recording
 Swear I let the beat bang in her name
 Make her shake her head in heaven saying
 They at it again
 Make them clouds turn to speakers
 Don't take too much smoke from the reefer
 Love being in the room with her peoples
 Now my love life murking it
 Family having surgeries
 ? for they life to be under me
 Lord, what kind of life is this?
 Mama I just wanna sing
 Mama said, "According to get everything
 You gotta risk everything"
 So I'm smoking my kush reading Corinthians
 Smoking my kush reading Corinthians [x3]