Y Do Thugs Die? lyrics

Artist  : Luniz 
Song : Y Do Thugs Die?



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Thugs die, why me?

Verse
1

Numskull:
All eyes on me, so that
means all eyes against me
simply cuz I may do
in this world what God sent me
if I said that
I was gonna die,
would I be tellin' the truth
would I be lyin'
would I be chillin' in heaven
or hell fryin'
do thugs go to heaven even
though we bettin' big
loot, makin green an
lovin' hootchie prostitutes
jewels an big high
rollin to the big part
of two main thugs who
got plugged with slugs but had so much
love
until tha paraphernalia, you can't floss
or make mill
one fellow dies in his click then
it's all hell
Big Poppa took hot ones
2Pacalypse took hot ones
now, between east and
west there's problems
it's true cuz who knows
when you gonna die, who
knows when and where,
who knows tha reason why
who goes and who
stays who pause in these days
who paves the
roads ways
who makes bread and who
plays
not rollin' not doin' what you love
(uh-uh) an when I die
I wanna die in this
business as a thug
so I ask you,
why?

Chorus:

Why do thugs die,
makes you wanna cry
Why do thugs die, cuz it's
insane
Why do thugs die, makes you wanna
cry
Why do thugs die, cuz it's
insane

Verse 2

Yukmouth:
Uh-huh,
uh-huh, uh, uh,
Sometimes I wanna pray,
sometimes I wanna say somethin'
to God cuz
only God can solve the problems of today
get
on my knees and pray, I cry and say
if I die
today please take my soul away
make a brighter
day for Lil ???, that be my son
so many people
with money fall victim of the gun
for tryin'
ta rock your rhymes like ??? caught two in the
lungs
wanted to get me, dear lord forgive me,
I didn't
wanna die this quickly
God the
most expert hitman on earth to get me
had
plans to have tha inner city killin' each
other
first Pac now Biggie, what really goes
on
lets hold on, like En Vogue, cuz when them
devils want you gone
you gone, tombstones and
funeral
homes keep yo game strong
my little
homie got his brains blown (POW!)
ready to get
yo whobang on, C an Rappin' Ron I miss
ya
dudes, how many brothers must we
lose
before we hit tha ballers fued
it's
only hurtin' me and you
cuz they tryin' to
shut down our music that we use
dont be
confused, these ??? folks to us
control the
industry, got us programmed like New York is the
enemy
man look what they did to
Kennedy
why, why, why me, why me, why do thugs
die playa

Chours

Verse
3

Numskull:
1, 2, 3 years of struggle,
huddles and plans
can't amount to millions
bubble
that's why we keep stacks tucked and
cuddled
I praise any human makin' loot by the
truck loads
my motto stay clean like pimps in
El Dorado
or any real playa makin' ripples in
the pond,
got hustles for days, kinda makes me
think of mine
and by the time I'm 30 I wanna
own them things
in your ear (what) bubble for
20
years if the world is still
here

Yukmouth:
Uh-huh, huh, playboy, it
seems like everybody with bread
get indicted by
the feds
and family members end up dead,
REDRUM
I used to read psalms and go to church
to be an usher
then of course the terms they
got worser
everyday is a different murder, so
many
funerals and waits, pour out liquor smoke
blunts
in the face when thugs die, you can't
stop cryin
cuz I lost my momma then my father
in `95, I ask the lord why
why thugs die, why
do thugs die
it's like that there
playboys
watch your back cuz it's goin' down
man
This goin' out to all the fallen
soldiers
who died in the line of duty, you
know what I'm sayin
my playboy Tupac, rest in
peace
my playboy, Biggie Smalls, one love rest
in peace
to all the other soldiers, everybody
who lost somebody
you know (world
wide)
reminisce, lets do this, pour out some
liquor
smoke some blunts with your
folks
they lookin' down on us proud
there
is a heaven for a G playboy, that's
real
believe me, done deal, done deal, done
deal, done deal, uh

Chorus
(Till end)