Lirik Lagu Martyr - Shyne
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[Talking]Shit, sometimes man, a nigga be contemplating,Yo, living in fuckin' hell, nigga die, might be better.
[Verse 1]Walk through the shadow of death, my dick out pissingRebel, laughing at the devil, homicidal threatsOnly if he knew, I wanna lie a coal, who the fuck wanna die oldOn this miserable earth, forever, put me in dirtIt's better then living searchin treasureThat only brings atrocity, and treachery, baby mothers stressing meAin't no hope left in meLive everyday like it's my lastWaitin' to meet my niggaz that passedAt last I could meet Christ, ask him why the fuck you died on the crossHere these stupid motherfuckers, they still lostI'll ask Malcolm, see what it was like to fight for civil rightsAnd nights he thought he would die, what did he doDid he grab his gun and a bust shot?Get on my knees praise Big and go fuck with PacFind out did he really take 5 shotsAsk him, who shot ya, was it the Feds?Couldn't of been Big Poppa, Brooklyn niggaz ain't brailleLike that, ask Martin, why the fuck you ain't fight back
[CHORUS (3X)]If you had a choice,life or deathWhat would you choose
If you had a choice
[Verse 2]Life ain't real its a dream we see tomorrowReality, shit that's pain and sorrowReality, disaster beat breaks,A little girl up in the projects gettin rapedReality's a nigga gettin rock shot 41 timesAnd you askin why I run from one timeI don't even get justice,Nigga sometimes, no times, oh I'm bout to lose my mindReality's fucked up, like a hard workin mother, losing her jobThe battle of good and evilLike the devil, ain't losing for god, we on lucifer's squadNot knowing what the fuck it all meanI can't even, get a can of sardinesNiggaz driving bentley's, burning money, I'm yearnin moneyTaking your shit, I'm earning moneyYet you call me a thief I call me a broke nigga trying to eatOn this earth suffering, why its like thatGuess we the punished, blame Adam and Eve
[CHORUS (3X)]If you had a choice
[Verse 3]Hold your latex, from nuns I take sex,Play chess, with the devil from the skyLike rain shells drop immune to this cold world's sorrowBeyond shell shock, can't you tell pop, I need some help oxSee them meadow officers watchin' myself rotIce pick and cell blocksHope the 12 stop on the highway to hell, switchin lanesNiggaz that know, what I mean to suffer and struggle in the gutterSlice birthday cakes with box cuttersI did not stutter, you heard me this is utter, realityObserve me, on a journey puttin niggaz on gurneys till I meet my makerAnd I need my ama fuck Guiliani and Howard Seiffler
[CHORUS (3X)]If you had a choice
[Verse 1]Walk through the shadow of death, my dick out pissingRebel, laughing at the devil, homicidal threatsOnly if he knew, I wanna lie a coal, who the fuck wanna die oldOn this miserable earth, forever, put me in dirtIt's better then living searchin treasureThat only brings atrocity, and treachery, baby mothers stressing meAin't no hope left in meLive everyday like it's my lastWaitin' to meet my niggaz that passedAt last I could meet Christ, ask him why the fuck you died on the crossHere these stupid motherfuckers, they still lostI'll ask Malcolm, see what it was like to fight for civil rightsAnd nights he thought he would die, what did he doDid he grab his gun and a bust shot?Get on my knees praise Big and go fuck with PacFind out did he really take 5 shotsAsk him, who shot ya, was it the Feds?Couldn't of been Big Poppa, Brooklyn niggaz ain't brailleLike that, ask Martin, why the fuck you ain't fight back
[CHORUS (3X)]If you had a choice,life or deathWhat would you choose
If you had a choice
[Verse 2]Life ain't real its a dream we see tomorrowReality, shit that's pain and sorrowReality, disaster beat breaks,A little girl up in the projects gettin rapedReality's a nigga gettin rock shot 41 timesAnd you askin why I run from one timeI don't even get justice,Nigga sometimes, no times, oh I'm bout to lose my mindReality's fucked up, like a hard workin mother, losing her jobThe battle of good and evilLike the devil, ain't losing for god, we on lucifer's squadNot knowing what the fuck it all meanI can't even, get a can of sardinesNiggaz driving bentley's, burning money, I'm yearnin moneyTaking your shit, I'm earning moneyYet you call me a thief I call me a broke nigga trying to eatOn this earth suffering, why its like thatGuess we the punished, blame Adam and Eve
[CHORUS (3X)]If you had a choice
[Verse 3]Hold your latex, from nuns I take sex,Play chess, with the devil from the skyLike rain shells drop immune to this cold world's sorrowBeyond shell shock, can't you tell pop, I need some help oxSee them meadow officers watchin' myself rotIce pick and cell blocksHope the 12 stop on the highway to hell, switchin lanesNiggaz that know, what I mean to suffer and struggle in the gutterSlice birthday cakes with box cuttersI did not stutter, you heard me this is utter, realityObserve me, on a journey puttin niggaz on gurneys till I meet my makerAnd I need my ama fuck Guiliani and Howard Seiffler
[CHORUS (3X)]If you had a choice
