Rain drops turn to tears the day one dies/
Heaven fed again by the life of a gangster, even a dry cloud cries/
Tears coming from God's eyes, another soldier hits the ground/
look in his chest and back, the killer can be found/
Feel em' coming, bullets are flying, Feel em' coming/
Death is humming, the bullets cry war, the cowards are running/
One G' stands his ground and busts back/
with nothing to lose because his soul is black/
black like the tire track, but the killers stay near/
so close they stop a heart from beating and still causing fear/
their hot body being cooled by their victim's blood/
the murder spot is marked by a dark red flood/
Blood drips, Tears fall/
we busts clips, gangsters fall/
but we're all G's we only kill ourselves/
alk around with guns and vests to protect ourselves/
From Ourselves?
'Feel Em' Coming' God says, with a tear in his eye/
'It's the life of a gangster', he speaks; 'I welcome thee to my sky'/

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