16 on Death Row, Death Row
Thats where mothafuckas is endin up
16 on Death Row
Dear Mama, they sentenced me to death
Todays my final day, Im countin every breath
Im bitter ‘cause Im dying, so much I havent seen
I know you never dreamed your baby would be dead at 16
I got beef with a sick society
That doesnt give a shit
And they too quick to say goodbye to me
They tell me the preachers there for me
Hes a crook with a book
That mothafucka never cared for me
Hes only here to be sure I dont drop a dime to God
About the crimes hes committin on the poor
And how can these people judge me?
They aint my peers, and in all these years
They aint never love me
I never got to be a man, must be part of some big plan
To keep a nigga in the state pen
And to my homies out buryin mothafuckas
Steer clear of these Aryan mothafuckas
‘Cause once they got you locked up
They got you trapped, youre better off gettin shot up
Im convinced self-defense is the way
Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day
I wish I wouldve known while I was out there
Now Im straight headin for the chair
Bye bye, I was never meant to live
Cant be positive when the ghettos where you live
Bye bye, and I got no place to go
Where they find me; 16 on Death Row
They think theyre crazy, but they aint crazy
Lets face it, shit, basically theyre just playing sick
They aint shit, they aint saying shit; spray em, 50!
A to the K, get in the way Ill bring 2Pac and them with me
And turn this day into fucking mayhem
You staying with me?
Dont let me lose you, Im not tryin to confuse you
When I let loose with this Uzi
And just shoot through your Isuzu
You get the message? Am I getting through to you?
You know whats coming?
You motherfuckers dont even know, do you?
Take some Big and some Pac and you mix em up in a pot
Sprinkle a little Big L on top; what the fuck do you got?
You got the realest and illest killers tied up in a knot
The juggernauts of this rap shit, like it or not
Its like a fight to the top just to see whod die for the spot
You put your life in this, nothing like surviving a shot
Yall know what time it is, soon as 50 signs on this dot
Shit, what you know about death threats, ‘cause I get a lot
Shady Records was 80 seconds away from the towers
Some cowards fucked with the wrong building
They meant to hit ours
Better evacuate all children, its nuclear showers
Theres nothing spookier
You now about to witness the power
16 on Death Row
Bye bye, and I got no place to go
Where they find me; 16 on Death Row
Check it, I grew up a fucking screw up
Got introduced to the game, got a ounce and fucking blew up
Chopping rocks overnight
The nigga Biggie Smalls trying to turn into the black Frank White
We had to grow dreads to change our description
Two cops is on the milk box missing
Show they toes you know they got stepped on
A fist full of bullets a chest full of Teflon
Run from the police picture that, nigga Im too fat
I fuck around and catch a asthma attack
Thats why I bust back, it dont phase me
When he drop, take his Glock, and Im Swayze
Im sentenced to the pen
Remember that little bird? He snitched and told a friend
Its trouble on my mind, Im with the old-timers
And fuck five-0! Blaow, blaow! Turn em into forty-niners
Bye bye, I was never meant to live
Cant be positive when the ghettos where you live
Bye bye, I was never meant to be
Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets
Bye bye, and I got no place to go
Where they find me; 16 on Death Row