Sooner Or Later (Die 1 Day) Lloyd Banks (Ft. Raekwon)
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[Intro: Lloyd Banks]
I know that sooner or later
I'm going, to meet my maker
[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
I never thought in the beginning I would see his fall in the end
Pay a man to paint pictures on the wall of my friends
1990s sins it was all for tha ends
Ends for the rims, rims for the Benz, Benz full of skins
'Fore you talk about money, make a mil first
You don't dig me, sig me, either kill me or get killed worse
Your song's in need of a real verse
Son of the man, God feel me like he feel church
And right after speech time, it's sparking the street crime
Niggas throwing anything at you, except a peace sign
Live by the gun, die by the gun
'Til my time come, I'mma spend time with your son
I can just see them sad when they remind you of them
Them would've did the same thing, We're confined to the slum and those that don't adapt are either blind, deaf or dumb
Spine of a squirrel, mind of a girl set to run
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]
Why run nigga?
It's gon' come nigga
But 'til the day it does
I'ma hold my shit down, take it in blood
Outsiders get no love
I know that sooner or later
I'm going, to meet my maker
[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
I never thought in the beginning I would see his fall in the end
Pay a man to paint pictures on the wall of my friends
1990s sins it was all for tha ends
Ends for the rims, rims for the Benz, Benz full of skins
'Fore you talk about money, make a mil first
You don't dig me, sig me, either kill me or get killed worse
Your song's in need of a real verse
Son of the man, God feel me like he feel church
And right after speech time, it's sparking the street crime
Niggas throwing anything at you, except a peace sign
Live by the gun, die by the gun
'Til my time come, I'mma spend time with your son
I can just see them sad when they remind you of them
Them would've did the same thing, We're confined to the slum and those that don't adapt are either blind, deaf or dumb
Spine of a squirrel, mind of a girl set to run
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]
Why run nigga?
It's gon' come nigga
But 'til the day it does
I'ma hold my shit down, take it in blood
Outsiders get no love
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