Die Anyway - Junior M.A.F.I.A., Jadakiss

Don’t be mad, I can’t put my Benz in a casket

I can’t put these hoes in the box with the ashes

This is a trip nobody can take with me

No family, no friends, or my bitch that pray with me

It’s hate shit, this how it make a nigga think, like

Everything you worked for drown and sink

Niggas mad 'cause what you got, they ain’t got it

Streets is peepin', the whole world is watching

Some’ll try to help you, some’ll try to stop it

A nigga that hate’ll get your LP and cop it

A nigga that hate can be your right man, plottin'

Or make your life rotten, this whole shit is nonsense

I understand this how my life is written

Tragic deaths, stab wounds, and the days in prison

Got a brain full of weed, belly full of Bacardi

Had the slug hit my brain at the next party

By a young cat that think he somebody

Fronting like a gangsta but really nobody

Just a dick-ride nigga posted in your lobby

Nigga say the ice is the reason niggas try me

I’ma take this 16 a little further

Like reckless endangerment or the first-degree murder

Niggas is crazy, wanna send me with B. I

Mad 'cause my nigga slide straight through the V. I

Trying to forget it while you work for transit

You get the checks, and I get advances

You get the AP and I’ll get the mansion

But when it’s said and done, we both gon' be in a casket

You can be flossing and styling on them chicks, glossing

You can ball all day but still gon' die anyway

I copped a crib and a coupe and smoke, it’s okay

You can hate all day but still gon' die anyway

You can spend your hand on a chick, fuck her the first day

You can hate all day but still gon' die anyway

You can be jealous, wanna hit me, pull a gat and stick me

You can hate all day but still gon' die anyway

A lotta niggas in the game is cheating

But that’s between them and God, though

I’m just gon' arrange the meeting

Gotta live everyday to the fullest

'Cause niggas play with them bullets

So that’s why I stay with them foolies and them semis

The wolves in the hood only know one word

And that’s «Gimme», ain’t a killer, but it’s in me, yeah

Uh, 10 hard years without stopping (Uh)

Now my niggas go car, diamond, and house shopping (Let's go)

And when them bullets pierce your torso

What does it all mean and where does it all go?

They say the truth shall rise over the lies

These industry faggots’ll pull the wool over your eyes

Black out when you’re popping a clip, don’t ask me

It’s just some rough-riding D-Block M.A.F.I.A.

shit

To the grave with whatever I know, bury me with some haze

I hope they got a dutch wherever I go

But since I’m still here, imagine what I’ll do to you

After the ball drops, we need a couple more funerals

The feds tryna gather a case, but if I hit him at point blank

They gon' have to gather his face, life is like a dice game

Niggas’ll rather you ace, but you gon' die anyway

So cherish your space, what?

Aha, uh (Die anyway)

You can be flossing and styling on them chicks, glossing

You can ball all day but still gon' die anyway

I copped a crib and a coupe and smoke, it’s okay

You can hate all day but still gon' die anyway

You can spend your hand on a chick, fuck her the first day

You can hate all day but still gon' die anyway

You can be jealous, wanna hit me, pull a gat and stick me

You can hate all day but still gon' die anyway

While all these niggas hating, can’t stand to see me rich

Laying in white sand getting head from my bitch

They rather see me without rather than see me with

That’s why I cop the gat before I cop the whip

They hate to see me ballin', they’d rather see me dead

'Sleep in a pine box with a chest full of lead

Is it something I did?

Is it something I said?

Make 'em wanna cock back, put they fifth to my head

Is it all the diamonds, the ice in my chain?

3 karats in the ear, other 5 in the ring

'Nough ice to make it sunshine in the rain

But still they want me dead with a bullet in my brain

Is it because I came up and got a little cash?

Or is it because I’m balling and chicks throw me ass?

Or is it because I got your rap deal on my wrist?

Or is it because I got 23s on the 6?

Niggas mad when I brag 'bout the jewels I got

Or in the car when I ride when I cruise through blocks

Smoke, tires burning, circle round like the clock

Jump out, Louis down, Louis kicks and clean socks

Can’t even scoop a bitch without her eyeing my watch

Front like I’m yawning then I stretch just to show 'em the Glock

Like, listen, ain’t nothing sweet, if you try, you’re gettin' popped

See that van?

That’s just in case y’all think y’all got the drop, uh

You can be flossing and styling on them chicks, glossing

You can ball all day but still gon' die anyway

I copped a crib and a coupe and smoke, it’s okay

You can hate all day but still gon' die anyway

You can spend your hand on a chick, fuck her the first day

You can hate all day but still gon' die anyway

You can be jealous, wanna hit me, pull a gat and stick me

You can hate all day but still gon' die anyway