Z-Ro, Bettye LaVette, Big Pup - Final Curtain Call lyrics

[Z-Ro, Bettye LaVette, Big Pup - Final Curtain Call lyrics]

I could feel it, ain't no more thinking bout
The sun gone shine

Dj Screw, Fat Mafio, and Gator are gone
I want to be strong but lately
The pain won't leave me alone for myself
Crawl down and get away from this drama
No understanding by my father can't
Even talk to my mama
Got the world on my shoulders and
It's too heavy to hold thinking suicide
But that won't be too good for my soul
Started out as a christian but
Sinning took over my mind
Time after time just for show that
I resort to the crime
Where my real niggas at
The ones I helped in the past
Now that I'm doing bad and I ain't
Got no cash to make me laugh
I done got you where I want
But holler if I roll
They want to know how many big
Faces a Mo City don fold
Want to jack me when I'm through
And do my niggas for life
It's deja vue for me to be
Face to face with triggers tonight
I know your bad movs are swift
Really soon I'll be gone
Now try to cover up together just
Want some love before I'm gone
Still thinking of best free
No better person on the planet
Steady be driving away people I love
And I can't understand it
God damn it how can I
Love without loving myself
Having visions of me pulling
The trigger slugging myself
I done went from rags to riches
Riches to rags now I'm stuck
Plus my boo is acting nautios
Because I'm bout to truck
And I ain't did nothing
When I grab something and start dumping
Ain't got no time for pussy just
Pimping a pen and bumping
On the hottest block
Making sure the bills stay paid
Pick it up and drop it now flossing
Until I'm down in the grave
When it happen let it happen
Cause, I won't bust back
Retaliation from busters trying to
Get they nuts back i take it like a man
Knowing I gave this life my all
No more hooks
No more verses this is my final curtain call

After the rain, after the rain
I still feel the pain, feel the pain
My final curtain call, asking y'all
Let me pray for my dogs, all of y'all

Living a thug life in blood
It's like hell at home
So many cops around my hood
It's like jail at home
But still I roam, on the block
With a pocket full of sweets so much sales
So much smoke I got to get lifted out my feet
Cause if I wasn't some of y'all
Niggas would be dead round here
And pull par, we give you hot lead round here
And niggas scared round here
Cause, I'm a natural born killer
Ridgemont gorilla give you more
Chills than thrillers i'm bone hard
You better open up your chest at will
The only investment that I receive
Was a talented deal this life is real
And it ain't having no mercy man
So you still struggle seem like a
Nigga be thirsty for pain i'm going insane
But to maintain it's really the key
But, it's hard to do that when
These hoe niggas is pressuring me
It ain't no lecture in me
I'm gone remain a g this for weed
Come to port that's for P-U-P cause I'm a

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