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This one's dedicated, to the Big LT and the reality of lifeTake a moment smoke a bowl, let's talk about life (What's that?)Simply reality of lifeNow death to the motherfucker that causes strifeR.I.P. Uncle Roy God bless your wifeR.I.P. Uncle Mark God bless your wifeI guess we can't call em in this life of the strifeNow my pops was there when Uncle Roy got buriedSo my pops was there when Sheila got marriedRepresent for his brother AKA best friendI was there for myself and Big Hoss in the penIn this life of sin it takes me gin to get by, no lieI steady blaze and forever stay highDon't try to understand it, this life you can't plan itJust don't take it for grantedLife, to live while you liveDeath, to give what you getPain, the reality of changeI wonder whether, things will ever get betterEverday, there's more pain that comes my wayAnd so I pray, the Lord to take me awaySongtexteAnd if I lay, in the casket 6 feet deepI ask to be at ease and please don't mourn meI picture life as a dream here today gone tomorrowLove equals hollow, hate equals sorrowNow follow the real as I take you to a field in my mind where I journeySucker bitches can't burn me, bring an attorney'Cause since child birth I've been raised to do dirt on this earthYes it hurtsTo find out that I can't get away from all the pressures and painAnd misfortunes that I've gained straightSometimes a fire grows inside, hatred starts to riseStill I can't despise all the lies I've been told, the secrets they holdThe government control, man fuck five-OSo I say, keep your faith in the J, Saint Dog and great smokes a pack a dayKeep your faith in the J, every day I prayKeep your faith in the J, man pass it this wayEveryday, there's more pain that comes my wayAnd so I pray, the Lord to take me awayAnd if I lay, in the casket 6 feet deepI ask to be at ease and please don't mourn me Aus Songtexte Mania