Good Die Young - D12

Dawg, I shouldn’t have LEFT

They wouldn’t have TRIED that shit if I was witchu

Maybe we would’ve, picked another time or, maybe chose another way

Or maybe my prayers would’ve convinced Him to, choose another soul

Shiiit, it’s just me and man Tony now

Man, you look so peaceful right now

How can I argue with that?

They say that the good die young

They say that the good die young (die young)

That’s why I think that you should have fun (when you’re young)

Cause time won’t wait for no one (uh-huh)

When God calls, you gotta go home (go home)

They say the good die young (die young)

That’s why I know that we gon’have fun (huh?)

In this life Cuz, you only get one

When God call for me don’t cry, I just went home

Yo, I’m sure that everybody heard they momma say it be days like this

When you see, one of your friends die in the mist

In the struggle, into the circumstances

A risk that they take, just to prove a point to a friend

Even then, accidents are prone to happen

to any man or woman that’s dumb enough to pretend it Huh, God will hold 'em accountable for sins

that they commit and they try to repent the sins to repent

But — I guess that’s the way things go I was blessed to see twenty-fo'

To wake up to that Hi, My Name Is… video

Motivated me to write what I wrote

And I knew my little brother sold dope

And mom and daddy wanted to move our row

I did it — I still got a lot to prove and show

I just wish we ain’t have to lose Bugz through the struggle

Cause you know.

I know you used to Bizarre on some silly shit

But niggaz in my clique — is dyin quick (for real)

In Detriot, niggaz don’t party

They pull a fo'-fo'out, snatch off Ducartis

That’s why I keep the pistol under the truck

I’m 27 years old, too old to be gettin jumped

And fuck rap, I miss Karnail Pitts

B-U-G-Z, tatted on my wrist

Me and you in the jeep, listen to beats

It’s a shame me and Fuzz don’t even speak

I got married, my wife name is Dee

Peace to 31, and 5150 bitch

Yo.

I think back on that tragic day my phone rung

And Bizarre’s voice tellin me Bugz was goin home

It was like a knife piercin my chest and I couldn’t breathe

I didn’t wanna accept it, didn’t wanna believe it I swear, at his wake dawg I cried so hard

Literally — Denaun had to carry me to the car

While I stand in this booth now, it’s tearin me apart

But I had to let it out cause it was tearin at my heart

Cause he died over somethin so petty and so small

A human life is so very precious, I hope y’all

understand how I’m feelin cause I love you Bugz

I wanna rhyme witchu, laugh witchu, hug you Bugz

But I can’t, and you were so close to see your dreams

A coward came along and took you away from the team

So don’t mistake this track as just another song

This goes out to everyone who lost a loved one

Cause you know.

They say it’s never too late to have an early childhood

If I could turn back the hands of time, God should

forgive what I did as a kid that run blocks

Now my dreams is just scream Cops and gunshots

The fun stops when your homie’s up in the box

My duty Bo, rest assure, snuffed by the cops

I used to court shit a lot, if there’s a guy I’d pprobably say somethin

If you love him so much why ain’t you gave nothin?

But he took my homie’s slippers only in eleventh grade

Now I hope to see his face at the Heaven gates

It ain’t never late in the game, Satan remains

with a grudge to see slugs break through my frame

My heart aches with the pain, the light limits breath

We gotta have fun now, there’s only minutes left

And in death cause stress young’uns is sucked in To get tats for my fallen homies, I ain’t got enough skin

Yes y’all!

When I was younger I knew fo’brothers that wasn’t wise

That crashed and the driver died

My partner on the passenger side was paralyzed

And I’m surprised by the look of that ride, that the other two survived

Nine months later, another one dies

Somebody shot him in his side when he was startin up his ride (AHH!)

Three years go by, I made a hell of a run

And that’s when Funky got done, Joey playin with guns

And Tookie over funds, Cardie was my man

And Reggie, I wish that I was witchu in that van

And Bugz, if it wasn’t for you

You know I wouldn’t be standin in this booth

And that’s the truth — I miss y’all

— repeat 2X