Esham - Nothing lyrics

Another nigga dead 'cause he
Didn't know his fate
Knock, knock, knock, knockin'
I'm still knockin' on Heaven's gates
Hell on Earth, wait, is it too late?
Sittin' up in church as they passin'
Around the collection plate
Oh my God, praise the Lord, I'm a sinner
Killers at my table, and I fed 'em dinner
Oh yeah, extra bloody, medium rare
Medium rare another bullet blast
And the bodies will drop
Who shot Biggie Smalls? Who shot Tupac?
Who shot two cops? No snitchin'
Neighborhood watch
You livin' in Hell, look around at the fire
The block hot
So go to the cemetery and pick you a spot
Your burial plot, I tell 'em what I got

(I have nothing) I lost everything
Tryin' to play this game
(I have nothing) Once you get in it
Nothing will be the same
(I) Used to think rapping was fun
'Til rappers start pulling out guns
(I) Used to think they would show love
'Til rappers start catching 'em slugs oh, no
Oh, no oh, no
Oh, no