Gone

God will never put you in a situation that you can't handle

But you can definitely put ya self in a situation that you can't handle

And some situations end in death

And death is a mothafucka, ya dig

Old timer want the block back, stop that

You been gone too long the young nigga said

Lord knows, what's goin' through this young niggaz head

As the old timer stood and grilled him

Pissed off, shorty looked at his man

Touched his burner like

I shoulda killed him

Shorty in deep but he don't care

But he don't know these old timers don't play fair

There he go, posted on his strip again

Toast on him, niggaz with 'em, posted on his shit again

He actin' like it can't and it won't happen

Old timer 'bout to blow dust off that old cabinet

That's, that's, that's, where dem guns was kept

These young niggaz better show some respect"I'll teach 'em a lesson", he said to his self

As he proceeded to pull the lead from his shelf

Now he headed towards shorty block, forty cocked

On his zip, on his shit, like he don't care who shorty with

But somebody saw him, before he go to shorty

Shorty phone ring, somebody called him

Somebody warned him, "He's comin', he's comin"

Shorty replied, "Somebody stall him"

Then he crept up wit his goons and guns

Whispered in to old timers ear, death is soon to come

They say hell is hot but is heaven cold

Know one ever knows till you gone, gone, gone

And when you gone does ya soul drift off to a better place

Or do you just forever fade away, away, away, away

Like a bird when it's headed towards the sky

Or do you just die

Or do you just perish from the earth and if so why, why

Baddest bitch up on the block

Prolly make a nigga cum when as soon as she get up on the cock

She fuck with

Tony don't she

Oh he's, not ya average drug dealer, fa sho he's

Being watched by police, feds

Investigators, oh, can't forget the haters

Home girl ain't got a clue what he do for a livin'

She just think she got a dude with a pension

She don't know dis dude is a henchman

And he move on dudes with the cruelest intensions

All she know she got a brand new

BenzAnd it's big enough for her and all her brand new friends

There she go all through the street with it

Dude in and outta town, she all through the street with it

We all know the street talk, we all know the street listen

Next thing she's missin'

Hello, ay nigga

I got yo bitch, have a million sent up or she dead

Damn, she in deep shit and she did nothin'

I betchu she ain't see dis comin' but he did'

Cause he did nothin', he ain't pay

He told 'em keep dat bitch, he okay

He got a wife and a kid, back home

And he don't care about the life that she live

Now that's wrong

But the story ain't over it drags on

They wind up beating her down

Breathless, he winds up fleein' the town to the next bitch

They say hell is hot but is heaven cold

Know one ever knows till you gone, gone, gone

And when you gone does ya soul drift off to a better place

Or do you just forever fade away, away, away, away

Like a bird when it's headed towards the sky

Or do you just die

Or do you just perish from the earth and if so why, why

And um, I say that to say this

A lotta people don't appreciate life till they gone

I mean, a lotta situations can be avoided

You just gotta avoid it, ya dig

These are just a few stories

There's a lot more where that came from

Just don't be one of them people

I'm talkin' 'bout, ya know