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Not Die'n Lyrics - Singles - Sticky Fingaz

If it wasn't for cool Herc, hip hop wouldn't be created 

That's bullshit, I would of created it tens years later 

Niggas acting up till the guns is heard 

I don't hear you poppin' shit now, mums the word 

 

And all you rapping niggas, what, that's all you got 

Think you a thug now you doing songs with Pac 

Gotta bullet in my stomach doctors scared to remove it 

And 25 stitches above my dick to prove it 

 

But I can't die, so I don't wear no vest 

I'm like super nigga, gotta SF on my chest 

Nigga I'll take a automatic and play Russian roulette 

Just to collect, life is short expect my death 

 

Told you once, told you twice 

This is the last time you can bop give me a flat line 

Even if I bleed to death I can't die 

Not even if I fell from ten stories high 

Yo, I'ma rule the underground or get shot trying 

No matter how many times I get hit with the hot iron 

 

I'm not die'n 

What bring it, I'm not die'n 

I'm not die'n 

What bring it, I'm not die'n 

 

I'm not die'n 

What bring it, I'm not die'n 

I'm not die'n 

What bring it, I'm not die'n 

 

I'm not die'n 

What bring it, I'm not die'n 

I'm not die'n 

What bring it, I'm not die'n 

 

I'm not die'n 

What bring it, I'm not die'n 

I'm not die'n 

What bring it, I'm not die'n 

 

I tried everything swallowed pills slit my wrist 

Made my own brother shoot me, X-1 fuckin' missed 

Tried to paint the walls with my brain but the gun jammed 

At my first shoot out, I stayed everyone ran 

 

I want it raw, and more than ten different women 

Locked myself in the garage with the Benz runnin' 

As a kid, they had to watch me carefully 

Tried to put the blow dryer in the bath with me 

 

Everywhere I go, I hear voices, who calling me 

Doc said my brain damaged but I don't see nothing wrong with me 

Maybe that's why half the industry won't do a song with me 

I walked amongst the dead, talked to punks with lead 

An eye for an eye, we can all go blind 

 

All you niggas talking about you ain't scared to die 

I feel nigga, 'cause I ain't scared to kill you nigga what 

I'ma rule the underground or get shot trying 

No matter how many times I get hit with the hot iron 

 

I'm not die'n 

What bring it, I'm not die'n 

I'm not die'n 

What bring it, I'm not die'n 

 

I'm not die'n 

What bring it, I'm not die'n 

I'm not die'n 

What bring it, I'm not die'n 

 

I'm not die'n 

What bring it, I'm not die'n 

I'm not die'n 

What bring it, I'm not die'n 

 

I'm not die'n 

What bring it, I'm not die'n 

I'm not die'n 

What bring it, I'm not die'n 

 

You can't kill me 

You can't kill me 

You can't kill me 

You can't kill me 

 

You can't kill me 

You can't kill me 

You can't kill me 

You can't kill me 

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