Guerilla Till I Die Z-Ro (Ft. Taz)

[Chorus]
Guerilla till I die, mama don't cry
When they come for me, if I blast
We gon see how many of em run from me
Guerilla till I die, but I never shed a tear
Cause they don't love a nigga here
Guerilla till I die, mama don't cry
When they come for me, if I blast
We gon see how many of em run from me
Guerilla till I die, but I never shed a tear
Cause they don't love a nigga here

[Verse 1: Z-Ro & Taz ]
American me
Could it be my own mob is out to murder me?
I'm ready to kill, and I'm ready to die
But have these cowards heard of me?
The rumors are real, better keep your Glock cocked
Leaving em stiffer than a statue
Ready to defend my guerilla maab by any means
And I'd murder if I have to
Heard my homie's working as an undercover
Ready to kiss my cheek, and earn your silver pieces
Could it be that I've seen my last supper?
Mighty Jahova, please protect my spirit from the danger
And I know you said you would strike down upon thee
With great vengeance and furious anger
Those who attempt to poison your brothers
Was it nothing but the word of God
That kept a nigga from taking the lives of so many others?
And I'm trying to keep my ways right, but every mother's day
I'm bawling around a gravesite, pud punk I hate you to death
But yet I loved you so, wanted you to feel my pain since '91
So brother come with me, and die slow
I hate you to death, but yet I loved you so
Wanted you to feel my pain since 91
So brother come with me, and die slow