Death Lyrics

Cam'Ron

I swear to God it feel like death is fucking callin' me But naw you wouldn't understand
I swear to God it feel like death is fucking callin' me
Ayo hit wit' at least ten, beat again Hey, Cam'ron need a friend? Aww man, we meet again Here's your suit and tie your laced with the gear You the same mutha fucka I been chasing for years Don't take you why not? 'Cause you rhyme now? Listen here muthafucka lie down Yo yo chill, it ain't my time now
Come on, last year you had me duckin' the blaze What about that bitch that you fucked wit' AIDS? Aww shit come on death, I ain't know that You know, I wouldn't of went up in that bitch kojak Yeah, but her ass was so phat But let's go back to when your ass stole cracks But I was a little cat that ain't know jack So I know that but let's go black
When they put you in the trunk of the gold hatch Oh yeah, with the cold rats but back then I even came back with rabies But you still living that was way back in the 80's nigga But yo you tried to get me once when my house caught on fire So I let you go when your girl called you a liar And choked you with your necklace And what about when your ass drove wreckless Wha what in the Lexus? Come on now I'm thinking of blood in the BM
Well I know where he at nigga yo you wanna see him Ayo don't play wit' me nigga you'll get lead in yo head Yo shut up nigga, you 'bout to die you can't kill me I'm dead This is how I get extortion I coulda got your ass when you was a portion Mom wanted abortion Yo why didn't you come get me when my time was done? When I didn't have a penny and I was confined to crumbs?
When I wanted to kill myself and couldn't find a gun Oh yeah, that time you was beeping me 911 But to mean I was petty but now I ain't ready Man Cam, hurry up I got to go get little ready Me and her got a little 2 O' clock appointment She playing with wires while she eating on a ointment Yo, but I don't wanna even join the casket crew Too bad mutha fucka be back in a few, yo chill, chill chill yo, shit
I swear to God, it feel like death is fucking callin' me But now you wouldn't understand
I swear to God, it feel like death is fucking callin' me But naw you wouldn't understand
I swear to God, it feel like death is fucking callin' me But now you wouldn't understand
Oh, you slid up on me Ayo death, hurry up before they give up on me Come on, my man It's your time, it's your time Ayo death, I forsake you, I ain't trying to snake you Well, why shouldn't I take you Well, I understand I stole bottles But nowadays I'm the one the little grove follow
Yo, I'm like a role model and my girls pregnant Look don't hand me the game Yo, for real I don't wanna see my family in pain Look Cam, man, shut up But, but What, what Yo, man that fucked up Yeah, well tough luck
Ayo, just show me the light and get me through the fog What about Mr. Diggs and Jimmy and the God Oh, your crew after you left they got a little chest hair After hard rocks yo, they'll meet you here next year Ayo what happened to 'em You know niggas on the hill sniped 'em Ayo, why they just ain't fight 'em? See funerals I like 'em, you see family and friends
Yeah, don't forget the snitches While you looking for them man, I'm looking for the bitches And you don't need no ends, and nigga no friends I'm just gonna go wit you I ain't got no wins Lemme get my shit man I'll go check it Matter fact death you got to give me one second Before I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep And if I die
Ayo man, cut the crap man just get yo shit man and that'll be that Man fuck it death I'm ready to go lying in the ditch Aw, Cam yo you always fucking crying like a bitch I ain't gonna take you your life you can have that Just wanted to waste time you someone to laugh at Ayo, why you fuck with me just give me one answer Ayo, I see you next album with my man lung cancer
I swear to God, it feel like death is fucking callin' me But now you wouldn't understand
I swear to God, it feel like death is fucking callin' me But now you wouldn't understand
I swear to God, it feel like death is fucking callin' me But now you wouldn't understand
I swear to God, it feel like death is fucking callin' me But now you wouldn't understand

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