I Would Die For You

Wish, I woulda died for you baby (I represent yall)/ I woulda died for ya, Layzie/ I woulda died for you, Krayzie (I represent yall)/ But the Widow try to play me play me (The Widow be tryin ta get me)

(7th Sign masterminds. Bizzy the kid. The Midwest Cowboy.) Bone ain't feelin my vibe they sayin "Bizzy, he think he Pac"/ Passin out on stage, Rollin Stones was shot/ Bizzy the kid grippin his baby, makers tellin the whole story/ Runnin from cops, bustin shots/ Smackin the top with a forty/ I never go Pop/ I'll neva go back to Ruthless, stick to the block/ Ya better believe it, and I'm sorry to the fans of Bone/ But I'm Bently, Audi 5s and drop tops/ Luke Berry, Swisha Sweets ain't thats the way that we monster mash/ Homies gon respect my game so watch the way we count the cash/ Bang the gang 7th Sign, 27, 7 kids/ Lookin young, feelin fit and I don't have to be pressed or primped/ I don't need no make up neither, I don't want you to touch my hair/ I just wanna reflow with sickness, makin money everywhere/ I don't want have to pop a pill/ I don't wanna work with real nigga, field nigga, trill nigga/ Rappin with only ill nigga/ 7th Sign crack the steal, nigga make me wanna kill nigga/ Crack the still, peddle to the meddle, mash the cash and mash the wheel

I am the General, feelin incredible better than/ 10 year veteran, off in the cut with a cup of Essence/ Feel the presence, spread the message/ Never knew evanesce, ain't no best friends/ Shut up and handle your business/ This the new thing, the true thing/ 7th Signs how we doin things/ Gangsta party, smokin and drinkin puttin on my dancin shoes/ Gotta get that money mayne/ Pay me and I'll come dance for you/ Stay the night and bang your broad (Uh) while I'm talkin the tongues/ Let me swallow that, it taste like peaches/ Musta been the Mango blunt/ Follow that, I am the future/ Evolution of elevation, knowledge is the power/ We shall overcome the hatred with Double Barrels and Ruegers/ In-scripted like an Egyptian, encrypted like biblical Lucifer/ 7th Sign wont die, 7th Sign boy/ You can put that on Joanne I met from San Croy, sucka/ Dippin out like Ice Cube/ Skippin out like Dr. Dre/ Follow the foot steps of rich niggas, bitch take this and then I'm on my way

These are my truest feelings, people are fake as hell (Hell)/ Woman don't turn me down (Down)/ Feel me like they feelin Brown (Brown)/ I'd rather be David Ruffin (Ruffin)/ I don't wanna be Ottis Williams (Williams)/ I don't wanna be rude neitha/ Smokin chronic, drinkin brew and chillin bitch/ You ain't Barry Gordy/ We, were the perfect group/ I promise you broke us up though/ Bizzy always tells the truth, ah/ Ain't you a lier ain't you?/ You are the venomous snake huh?/ Too bad none of the homies got bitten, hell yea/ I wrote this for all L.A., uh/ Any rapper wansta battle, wanna see who goes the fastest/ I don't have to study or nothin, I'ma leave that up to you actors/ I don't read The Source or The Vibe, when I'm up in Barnes and Nobles/ Bone Thugs n Harmony, 7th Sign soldiers/ Standin in my gangsta fold, chop us a cold one/ Look in the mind, of a madman/ Medicated with Doja, I'm mutilatin his mocha/ No metaphor and the rappin is real, let it be the hook/ Fuck a gimick/ If I die would you kill nigga?