Bizzy Bone Follow

Before I Go

Before I go

Momma Momma, I know im sellin this marijuana. God, I do what I wanna, but,
God, they wont give me a job. I scream and I holla, and even tried to stop the cops, blocked my getaway (cant stop me.) I know im sellin chop chops, God, when they send me away, on these hilltops waitin for drama, cause i skinny. The streets may be hideous, but the heat was pretty. Pitty, many died, city-wide, where we ride, out to the nitty gritty, slide thru the system of lies. Strip me of my pride, I dont think ima make it alive. cause if I do, ill be institutionalized, thugged out ever since Pac died. I know what thugs is all about, make a sacrifice for Christ. These mothafuckas never could kill me twice ... And crackpipes on the playground...playground...playground...playground...playground

Before I go ... (Repeated)
Now, before I go to jail, Lord, Hell nah!
Dont let em put me in the cell, Lord. Praise God.(x3)
Now, before I go to jail...

As I sit in this jail cell, hell, readin the mail mama sent to me, I can tell she gettin weary. Where my daddy at? I dont give a (fuck!) Nigga, dont call me when this money stacks, duckin the killas everyday! Where the love at? Bone Thugs, brand new. I always been with God, but is God wit you? I keep hearin these voices. Heaven or Hell are my choices, and sinister poisons on my soul and Hennessey was the ointment.. Satan still the enemy, never been no friend of me, especially in the fast lane. I cant pretend to be an angel when im only a servant, constant in service to the one and only, undisputed with common certousy. None of yall could have been worse than me. I sold thangs that I aint proud of, I wont even mention the power. See, the hour gettin nearer, and if I died today, I died a happy man. God bless the family!

Before I go ... (Repeated)
Now, before I go to jail, Lord, Hell nah!
Dont let em put me in the cell, Lord. Praise God.(x3)
Now, before I go to jail...

Damn, nobody sent me twenty dollars, and my baby mama scared to kiss me, you dont miss me. I dont blame her, I may be the B. Family keep on dissin me, and got a letter, im hopin to die quickly. Hopin to die swiftly. Ima take all of these niggas with me. They keep on temptin me, and the warden wonder why I dont cry, cause they sentenced me, five hundred and twenty years, what the fuck is five mo? What am I here fo? cause I was blastin at the five-0. Little brother been blowin up, my niggas growin up. Throwin up gang signs, and I was prayin at the same time. I tell em slow it up, hell nah! Then dont you wind up in this hellhole. If I could do it all again, but now, im becomming a man! Learnin in prison, all these criminals, yall dont know how the fuck they livin... But I aint givin up, readin the bible everyday, and only God can save me, ill be brave!

Before I go ... (Repeated)
Now, before I go to jail, Lord, Hell nah!
Dont let em put me in the cell, Lord. Praise God.(x3)
Now, before I go to jail...