[Master P]

(Only time will tell ni**a
when we die go to heaven or hell ni**a)(4X)

When i die ni**a don`t wanna go to hell though
I been out here hustling trying to get dough
Got da game in my vein won`t change
little homies on the street know my name
its the M-A-S to tha R-P
A young ni**a tryin live in these ghetto streets
would I die, would I roll, would i retire young,
would a ni**a get paid be the out come
its strictly for the G`s so a ni**a ball
thankin mama goddamn don`t let your baby fall
i`m out here tryin to make me a little change
stuck in this muthaf**kin dope game
would i lose tryin to keep my f**kin shoes
would a young ni**a see P on the news
I done seen rappers get their f**kin cap peeled
say its mafia damn what a bad deal
so the game get hectic so i wanna cheat
grab my gat kill off my enemies
I`d do fair time ni**a but f**k that
I`d rather sleep, split a wig with my crome gat
`cause I ain`t goin less I take two ni**as wit me
ni**as want P they better come and get me
I ain`t hard to find it ain`t a rhyme
its gonna either be your soul or mine

(Only time will tell ni**a
when we die go to heaven or hell ni**a)(4X)

Ni**as Die to make covers of magazines
I`d rather be unknown then dead and famous with green
The black hearse roll through da ghetto streets
I made the sign of da cross, glad it ain`t me
Not fearing death, just not ready yet
two stones to my brother, may his soul rest
retaliation is a must fool (huh)
some ni**as don`t play by no f**king rules
in this game get so deep so we gotta ride
Mama don`t trip, don`t even cry
when its my time to go then I gotta leave
but while I`m here I`m gonna drink henicy and smoke weed
is there a heaven for a gansta ni**as callin
trying figure out if they up there ballin
My young ni**as getting paid left da earth
goddamn six feet now he`s in da dirt
church bells rangin hoes sangin
my ni**a`s up there for gang bangin
slangin dope, pushin cocalies
got me stressin down on my knees
its a risky life wit a fast pace
but where soliders go when they get took away

(Only time will tell ni**a
when we die go to heaven or hell ni**a)(4X)

[Sons of Funk]

I seen angels crying so many soldiers dying
Tell me when will it end will I get to heaven
will I see my friends or will i go to hell
only time will tell

[Mac]

Head first in this world with my eyes impeel
unaware that these ni**az on tha streets is real
will i survive or will the cold streets shake me
will them ni**as break me before the lord take me out
this son of a bitch I never want it never asked to come
trapped in a double face not a place to run
get the gun and buck it let`em know I ain`t the one to f**k wit
I stuck with this rough s**t
screaming tell god to make space them ni**as killed my ace
and now they tryin make waste of my face
but I`m strapped up and only fifteen full of hatred
i couldn`t be the next rapper faced with waste
cemetary gates all black suits and limos
family tears and flowers no more shows and videos
after parties hoes come to a cease
young thug caught one slug rest in peace

(Ughhhhh)
(Only time will tell ni**a
when we die go to heaven or hell ni**a)