Before I Die

You know, the worst part about living<br>is knowin` one day that you gon` have to die<br>In the meantime, you have to come to terms with yourself, before you die<br><br>[Jhaz]<br>Before I die, laid and put to rest<br>Before I climb the wall, before I take my last breath<br>May I come to know the real of it all<br>Face-to-face with death, discover why the toughest fall<br>Dog, at home alone at night<br>My dreams be scary, got a sista fiendin` to the daylight<br>And if by circumstance, somehow I end up stiff<br>I promise that I ain`t the only one that`s gon` end up in a ditch<br>To all of this, I wish I find a reason why we end up dead<br>So I be prayin`, dog, before I die<br><br>[Brina]<br>Before I flatline, carried away in a casket<br>I ask this question, Lord: will You be openin` the gates to the green pastures<br>Or will a sista fall prey to the gates of Hell?<br>So Brina pass times through these ghetto blues<br>Had to do what I had to do, really<br>Survival is the key, everyday tryin` dodge them toe-tags<br>Gotta good heart, tryin` hard to raise mine<br>You made room for a sista`s jumpstart<br>Playa haters, they hate me<br>Will the devil put one of those fools to work<br>Or will I die of natural cause?<br>Either way it goes, I feel the hurt, so I ask of You<br>Lord: keep my family strong on top of this weak game that`ll catch `em, too<br>I`m on streets of Hell anyday<br>Amen