Coolio: Somebody gotta die

Get your back, call tomorrow, life is borrowedall your tears in sorrow and bring it back and that's a factwhere would you be at, make sure you're pushin' harder to itthe game was changed when the bullshit was brought hereour sets are fallin' now they live in lovewe got five bucks or four reproduction of the clothing and glovesyou rather see me in a cell, than see me make my mailand when the story he tell, he trying to make you failtrying to make some money lope but money makes no manif you have no pen than you have no money in your handwe're so dope, dive and steal, anything but payed for realdamn you folks, if you wouldn't choked when you forgot to keep it realcops came back, rubbers in the backwhat you snap when you couldn't lacknow you feel the pressure when you didn't count your blessingsnow we're gone, you are alonetold your mama that you was grownone to the neck and three to the chest when you ran for your life all alonenow you're gone, now would your homies die for you, foolchorus: I dont wanna die right, he doesn't wanna die rightno nobody wanna die but somebody gotta die tonightshe doesn't wanna die right, they dont wanna die rightno nobody wanna die but somebody gotta die tonightVerse 2: I've cacker-rouches in my black bootsnigga we sued them 'till they were in the mudwe hold the coffin, it isn't possible they got away running muthafuckain the dust, cought up in the ghetto tradegythat makes a nigga to fall, unless he's tallthis is reality mixed with societyfamilies tored apart but this tearing apart was hardstand and askin' where is god, dont you try to play missunder lordand the rest has been said, say rest in peace 'cause my nigga is deadbefore they beginning to run and make everything go underI'm gonna knock as hard as my mother not gonna wonder'cause I knew it'd be meeveryone's coming gathering to seeremain in flames what I used to be, this is no more R.I.Pyou never know when they're coming to get yabut have them bullets ready for protectiontake them bodies who has fallen as a collectionbut when they attack, you gotta go, we're under controlwe gather to squeese uswe hope many men will recover in smoke'cause we never die in casulties, and we are the casulties of warwe are the casulties of war, we are the casulties of war(chorus)Verse 3: I saw them coming from a mile awayI couldn't stay I had to make my getaway, I lived to find another daythat's how it goes when this game we playeverybody on board got a price to payyou better pay attention to what I say, go to hell if you dont praythese streets are hard, walkin' down the boulevardlike walkin through a prison yard you never know when the bullets fly offthe pressure is on your money, boy beginning to falland your name gotta be stong to make them fools run from courtoh man your in jail but you cant call your crew'cause those niggas dont used to be a crew, now they're after you, ooopeople seen that you used to be a teenbut you ran against the benz, niggas on the sceneI guess they sucked out your brain , cut you in your jeanslucky you're not what they hate but they beat up what they seedont you ever go 'round and scream it seperates the boys from mencought your closest on your seatand that's my dearest fairest friend(chorus x2)