Z-Ro - Guerilla Till I Die Lyrics
[Hook x2]Guerilla till I die, mama don't cryWhen they come for me, when I blastWe gon see how many of em run from meGuerilla till I die, but I never shed a tearCause they don't love a nigga here[Z-Ro]American me, could it be my ownWar is out to murder meI'm ready to kill, and I'm ready to dieBut have these cowards heard of meThe rumors are real, better keep your glock *****edLeaving em stiffer than a statueReady to defend, like a guerilla, by anyMeans that I'd murder if I have toHeard my homie's working as an undercoverReady to kiss my cheek, and earn your silver piecesCould it be that I've seen my last supperMighty Jahova, please protect my spirit from the dangerAnd I know you said you would strike down apon theWith great vengeance and curious angerBut don't attempt to poison your brotherWas it nothing but the word of GodThat kept a nigga, from taking the lives of so many othersAnd I'm trying to keep ways right, brothers and mothersI'm falling around a grave sight, pu-punk I hate you to deathBut yet I loved you so, wanted you to feel my pain since 91So brother come with me, and die slowI hate you to death, but yet I loved you soWanted you to feel my pain since 91So brother come with me, and die slow[Hook x2][Verse 2]As my life flashes before my eyesVisions of wicked ways, keep me puzzledWondering why I was introduced to a lifeFilled with drama and troubleAnd everyone's always got something to sayWhen I come around, when I clownArmed a deal, smile in my faceAnd stab me in my back, when I turn aroundAnd I can feel hateful eyes, watching plotting to get meThey under estimate me, hate meBut never approach, cause they can't fade meAnd I'll be damned if I go softly, shouldn't of crossed meGuerilla till I die, and I'ma blast when they come for mePlease tell me is there a place, where my guerillas could see refugeCause it seems this time we gain one, as one more eluteWhatever the rules, whatever you choose, whatever you give, I acceptJust let me twist up, let me smoke one for the world before my last breathHow can I go on, how can I take away my anguishI put a frown on my face, cause now guerillas are strangersAnd nobody knows my soul, so I show no fearMobbing till I die, cause they don't love a nigga here[Hook x2][Z-Ro]Could it be I'm too good for hellHeaven don't want me, because I keep slippin'Even though I got two clips, I still preachMother*****ers around had to be ChristiansAnd I got a problem I suppose, but I knowI'm gon solve it with a 4-4, ten-six on fryAnd I got 25's, hollin' I rollBut they tell me to keep my head up and finish my tapeBecause its gon jam but I'm losing respect, my music can't hangAround Z-Ro, just till we praying, I really don't knowAll I can say, that I don't trust nobody on this earthBeen that away, ever since my birthBut its gotta stay that-a-away till I'm dyingInnocent niggas, risen up out of my businessIs something they better do, I'ma hit the I cutWhen a *****er rolling rocks, sold em up evenTill I got rest, gotta put it down to the bulletsDump a lot of bullets, till the job doneTill a nigga really wanna, kill myselfNigga shut the ***** up, my record is spinningI'm really trying to feel myselfGotta get em all, gotta get em deadWhen I'm filling the bed, put a infrared to the headEverybody come up dead, better get on or get stole onNigga better get on, but I just can't hold onCause I'm ready to kill and I'm ready to dieBut next to steal, living on the mother*****ing edgeNigga don't run up, because its realNigga can you feel me[Hook x4]
