Its 7 miles high to heaven 7 feet to hell/
how we trying to save our hood if we cant save ourselves/
living in the gutter where i was brought up and raised son/
i saw so many soldiers fall thats 21 raised guns/
like n army salute to my troops & thats the truth/
ua when they passed they wernt much older than you/
so dont take life for granted aint no gettin it back/
like pac its thug life when im rhymin on track/
ya see my lyrics are like ammo and my mouth the gun/
so wheni spit its like im shooting 16 at once/
everyday in my hood is a nother soldier gone/
or a soldier waiting to get released on bonds/
and its fucked up when ya boys got alteria motives/
theyll put holes in ya back if you aint willing to holdem/
but if life is like poker than i aint willing to fold em/
cuz i aint going out like a bitch i aint going/
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its a 7 mile ascent to get to heaven
but then again hells only 7 feet descending
while you waiting for ya sentance better start repenting
cuz you odnt wanna live ya life filled wit chaos and vengence/

ive done everything from banging to slanging that crack/
and i got jacked once but see i can right back/
im the type that dont give a fuck about what you say/
but if you look at me the wrong way ya gonna get sprayed/
so cmon try and grill me if you thinking you can/
you gonna end up like 50 the gingerbread man/
ill bust loose on the cowards just for taking out proof/
the sit on ya stoop and pour out 98 proof/
dont get it confused partner see i may be a youth/
but im still living my life like i got nothign to lose/
nothing to proove but im still gonna get rid a you/
one way or another you better go and take cover/
its 7 miles high to heaven but im putting you under/
you cant help buyt wonder how im spitting this shit/
i just bought a pen for 50 cent now watch me murda the inc/