Nothing (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)

(álbum: Dichotomy - 2015)

Another nigga dead 'cause he didn't know his fate
Knock, knock, knock, knocking, I'm still knocking on Heaven's gates
Hell on Earth, wait, is it too late?
Sitting up in church as they passing around the collection plate
Oh my God, praise the Lord, I'm a sinner
Killers at my table, and I fed 'em dinner
Oh yeah, extra bloody, medium rare
Medium rare
Another bullet blast, and the bodies will drop
Who shot Biggie Smalls? Who shot Tupac?
Who shot two cops? No snitching, neighborhood watch
You living in Hell, look around at the fire, the block hot
So go to the cemetery and pick you a spot
Your burial plot, I tell 'em what I got

(I have nothing) I lost everything trying to play this game
(I have nothing) Once you get in it, nothing will be the same
(I) Used to think rapping was fun
'Til rappers start pulling out guns
(I) Used to think they would show love
'Til rappers start catching 'em slugs
Oh no
Oh no
Oh no
Oh no