Lyrics
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[Chorus] x2
Until my Dying Day,
In Heaven, Wide Awake,
For Now My Mind Is Made,
I'm gonna Make It,
I'm Gonna Make It
I'm Gonna Make It
I'm Gonna Make It
I'm Gonna Make It
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[Verse 1]
Until My Dying die, my pride will stay,
can't be a bitch even if the nine is raised,
I'm blind, it's fate, steppin' over the crime tape,
can't change my fate when my mind is made,
'cause a hustla can be jailed but he won't stop,
til the crows drop, whether it's com-post or not,
supposed to flop yet each track I wrote is hot,
I'm too grown to squat that's why I rose to the top,
off coast is the spot, I kick my open-toes off,
sandles that is, I handle my biz, known to cross,
lines that bind me, find me kickin' sixteens,
in collabs I'm simply known as a sick emcee,
the liquor keeps me on feet if I'm down, achin',
livin' how I wanna so ya see the frown's vacant,
a clown I'm placed in, honk, honk, now save it,
it's just hatin' cause they know I'm bound to make it
[Chorus] x2
[Verse 2]
Can't lose, how? I'm back in the crew now,
they was the inspiration for the new sound,
I'm a fuse bound, to blow, so screw doubt,
get ya suits out & sue me, chose amount,
I grew and found that Cloud has gotten worse,
where my money but I'll check ya pocket's first,
fuck the south, it's the north that cops is worse,
hearin' shots just burst, body's hop in the hearst,
drops in worth, it's got the coroner's watchin',
my tracks they go "Whoa" like Lawrence from Blossom,
jaws I drop em, when they goin' they cop 'em,
but I want songs where in stores they shop 'em
it'll cost 'em, maybe Benjamins they cash in,
grasp to spend but it's not meant to happen,
tend ta lastin', I aint need a lesson in passion,
I'm gonna make it and it aint ventin' from rappin'
[Chorus] x2
[Verse 3]
so write me off I'll keep a slate posture,
get ho's on they knees I say they cocksure,
if I don't blow up soon, I'm waitin' to prosper,
my head's straight, I got patience like a Doctor,
make me an offer but won't for it's consious rap,
but I'll continue my views til I gotta cross on back,
no shoes with rocks on path, drop and get strapped,
applause, clap, blood loss from the barbwire hat,
I'm gonna make it even if I die provin' a point,
you see me as foolish before I'm losin' a coin,
bruised-in joints, liftin' my world, assumin' the poise,
can't eat out, so it's more soup through the groin,
who's to deploy, and who's to make it home,
my hats off to the soldiers, it takes a soul,
special enough for dressin' up, shakin' the soil,
so I move like a soldier when I'm takin' control
[Chorus] x2
