[Chorus: B-Real]

Are you ready to die, ready to die, tell me

I see your look in your eye and its deadly

better pray to the sky and get ready

when you decide come on tell me



[Verse 1]

You got a choice in life with a fork in the road

got your back turned with your eyes closed with a blindfold

when you open them up there's a signpost

enter at your own risk better find out where your home is

some chose the streets livin a life outlawed

doubt you'll see me spittin'my game southpole

careful with the choices you make

you gotta live with them, can't you hear the voices you hate

how do you deal with them

some took another path felt they own wrath add drugs to the math

cut the life spans in half from deaths to cold sweats

to soul lets go into the abbys

we are gonna miss you yo



[Chorus]



[Verse 2]

I put my fist up I ain't gonna hit you nigga

I got no regrets I ain't gonna diss you nigga

I just pray for you even though you're hard headed

you made your own bed and I hope you don't get wetted

I took the wrongsteps too but I learned from them

I drew heat from my niggaz like the burning sun

but like all lessons I need a self check I still got my strap

but now I use my brain as a weapon

could have stood left chose death no bread underfed

all these niggaz spraying lead pushing on me laying dead

this ain't gonna happen yet bitches I'm a fucking vet

if you're coming for my head you can get a slug instead

every nigga something something dues are they even fucking paid up

what do you say to all the haters writing in the fukin papers

homie wake up or we take up all the ground that you can't make up



[Chorus]