Die Trying

[Intro]

'Preme, all right, 'Preme,

that roughneck shit is cool and all,

but what else you got, man?

(aight, man, yo, man, check this

shit out, I got some shit for the radio,

man, I'm ready to fucking hit it)

[Sample]

"Brother, brother, brother"

[Shabazz The Disciple]

Once again, the intellectual black child

is here to let knownledge be born on the track

While I massage your mental and exercise your temple

So potential as I rip the instrumental

I'm that type of brother that got shit locked down

Whoever tries to stand in my way, they gets knocked down

No time to relax, gotta move fast

Just pass the obsticles in my new path

It's time to blow up, I gotta work hard

Cuz when you're lazy, my brother, you gets barred

90 miles per an hour is the rate as I motivate

I have to eliminate the dead weight

Brothers are tugged along like children

Trying to slow me down and prevent me from building

Excellerating, prospering in Hell and

Evading to turn their lack of motivation

I revolve like the Earth rotates on it's axis

Bust some ass while my mother relaxes

Stay in the ghetto if you're willing to eat your own

I'm sick of living the lifestyle of the poor and alone

I've suffered enough, the struggle took mad long

It's time take and moan, control and add on

I knew deep down to myself that I wasn't lying

Either I'ma make it or I'ma die trying

[Chorus x1.5: "Sample", (Shabazz The Disciple)]

"Brother, brother, brother"

"I'll stand here"

"There's far too many struggles"

"I'll stand here"

(Either I'ma make it or I'ma die trying)

[Shabazz The Disciple]

I was raised in the place where you don't want to be

Drugs and guns over-rule the society

To me it's like an essence of drug dealers and murderers

Crack heads, prostitutes, drugs and burgulars

Whenever went on, I knew the cops were here into it

It took a crime for them to get to it

I've been to mad wakes and funerals

Most of y'all understand what that pressure can do to you

But I kept my mind in an upward glance

Expanding me skills, waiting for a chance

The day where I can rhyme and shine

And here I am getting paid to tell the world what's on my mind

Standing my grounds like I'm supposed to

Possess the skills most can't come close to

I won't stop fighting until it's time to

Cuz I have a destine to rule I will climb to

Besides all the pressure and the strain on my brain

I'm striving cuz I was able to maintain

I didn't let no one change my decisions

Blow me off course and try to blurry my visions

Four plus a head with the skills that I'm blessed with

I'm going all out until the snake is infested

A community where everybody is dying

Either I'ma make it or I'ma die trying

[Chorus x1.5]

[Shabazz The Disciple]

A lot of times I almost got wasted

Death was mad close, but I wasn't ready to face it

I know I'm still here for a purpose

Just seen all me people leaving in hurses

Most of my brothers were slain in the drug game

It tore me apart, but here I still remain

Have to feel the pain and it hurts, yo

There comes a point in life where you have to convert, so

Here I am striving for a little perfection

Headed in a new direction, using my mind for protection

Because your mind is worse than any other weapon

A feel luck that I didn't end up dying

All my brothers didn't make it, but they died trying

[Chorus x3]