Gimmie life after death,and i'll show you whats its worth men
Resurrection, burnin in the deadly pit workin
Life ater death, a new breed of health
Even in Hell I'll burn, but livin in wealth
Unda the earth, it get worst, I sit and burn in disburst
Wonda why I aint go to heaven even though I attended church
But fuck it, aint no complanin down here
Lucifer gih you a job, betta smile wit a tear
Pumpin inta ya heart full of fear
Damn the Devil, beat that bitch wit a shevil
And come out on anotha level
I lived my life, and I'm livin again
Call me the Grim Reaper, I'm snatchin ya next of Kin.
I gotta job to do
And I'ma make sho I see it through
I paid my dues, and now I'm taxin you fools.
Life after Death, chillin wit Biggie and 2pac
They minds corrupted, and they cant even spit and what not
But Pac still hot
Biggie still flamin the crack pot.
The hustle neva die, wonda why
Cause the hustle is in ya soul chi'h.
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