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Til The End

Lloyd Banks1 Jan 2004

Til The End Lyrics

Til The End - Lloyd Banks

Written by:Christopher Lloyde/Marshall Mathers/Luis Resto

 

Nobody dead knew they would die before they woke

Prolly started off a beautiful day with w**d smoke

Outta last nights p**sy the murder that she wrote

Cold sweatin' from a nightmare mind on a c note

You leave the door open

Tensions of fulfillin' your visions

Constantly sidetrack thinkin' about

Whos your man and who isn't

Maybe its necessary maybe your overreactin'

Maybe your actual downfalls that hoe that you clappin'

Maybe your pillow conversations

Been controllin' your actions

Maybe your homie overheard

And never told you what happened

You look behind you when you turn the coner

'Cause death is promised and you done

Seen some niggas go before ya

The threats honest and with that lingerin'

In the back of your head

You know its possible that

You won't make it back to your bed

The confusion and jealousy and dishonor'll spin ya

But done nothin' hurt worse

Then when that gun powders in ya

If you my ni**a you my ni**a til the end

F**k a bill f**k a b**ch f**k a benz

Lets toast 'til we die

Roll up the w**d and blow the smoke in the sky

 

If you my ni**a you my ni**a til' we go

 

One of the few I would take a bullet for

Lets toast 'til we die

 

Roll up the w**d and blow the smoke to the sky

 

The smell of m*******a reiks off me

I raise hell before I speak softly callin' the next

Put atleast 100 grand on one hand bought em six

Aknowledge the weaknesses that his man taught him to fix

We ain't never left the hood so we cam corder the trips

I done watch the ni**a go from bet to the bricks sh*t

Her slanted eyes with the chocolate thighs take me

I'mma bachelor ni**a you ain't knockin' my lady

A lot a these niggas been jockin' mine lately

And I hope they catch the long nap

And not rock a bye baby

When two brothas pushed outta different mama's

Close enough to conflict and put this sh*t behind us

Your baby boy made the big time

Hoes is watchin' and these niggas try'na get mine

Remember back then the lines in your flattop

Hoppin' your moms ain't the mama on crack rock

 

If you my ni**a you my ni**a 'til the end

F**k a bill f**k a b**ch f**k a benz

Lets toast 'til we die

Roll up the w**d and blow the smoke in the sky

 

If you my ni**a you my ni**a 'til we go

One of the few I would take a bullet for

Lets toast 'til we die

Roll up the w**d and blow the smoke to the sky

 

I keep my mind on my money and my head to the sky

I never really smile much if you was here you'd know why

Its frustration and fire if you look in my eye

The media f**kin' me up right hookin' my high

Niggas hated on us for the game took us inside

Then they opened they arms

Wide took the whoppin' and cried

I got a platnium plaque hangin on the wall in my crib

And handsomes one of the things they been callin' the kid

They watch you close when you coppin' all them vs stones

If you ain't tryna get it poppin' leave the bs home

I got us a diddy broad that gives the best dome

And i'm blowin' on some of the finest w**d

Thats grown holmes

You won't know when they gon' dump a slug

But you can tell i'm gettin' money

From line out the front the club

My whole click caked up you can't compare the dough

And if its only one b**ch don't even share a hoe

If you my ni**a you my ni**a 'til the end

F**k a bill f**k a b**ch f**k a benz

Lets toast til we die

 

Roll up the w**d and blow the smoke in the sky

 

If you my ni**a you my ni**a 'til we go

One of the few I would take a bullet for

Lets toast til we die

Roll up the w**d and blow the smoke to the sky

 

If you my ni**a you my ni**a til the end

 

F*ck drain

 

If you my ni**a you my ni**a til we go

 

 

F*ck ni**a role

Comments for Til The End (2)

Mike Nkateko Mawila
Mike Nkateko Mawila

This beat

Mhloni Mdletshe
Mhloni Mdletshe

Dopest shit ever