Pass Away Lyrics - Terror Squad

[Armageddon talking] 

To all my, to all my, to all my, to all my 

To all my peoples that passed away 

Uh huh 

To all my peoples that passed away, to all my, to all my 

To to to, Free sanity and wings as they cast away 

[Verse 1: Armageddon] 

Sometimes I envious on peoples that past away 

They so synonm, there wings being cast away 

I dream so vivid, the scene shakes me fast awake 

I keep thinking maybe somethings tryna show me how to master my faith 

They say I'm deep and too complex for rap 

But yo, I grew to learn there's more to life then cars and gats 

So I chose to share the light and write my bars with that 

But niggaz scared to grow so they tend to hold you back 

They take this shit that they don't understand and call it wack 

Tell you that ain't the way it goes son, that's conscience rap 

But why'all running in circles working the same old act 

And I done reaching at a level, but I'm wrong for that 

And I ain't bitching, I'm just tryna let you know where I'm at 

I'm getting old, as my son grows, so do my raps 

I feel your misery, you living off the next mans life 

He just as bad, 'cause he dreams you can strengthen his light 

I want to shout out all the two time fellas holding guns for weak thugs 

Risking their freedom, for short money and weak love 

85 is tryna earn respect from them young boys 

Catching temper tantroms, having fits like young boys 

And bitches do it too, get deffensive and peranoid 

See everybody want to have some power to exploit 

Now maybe you can tell me who's the problem at this point 

Me or you homes, I hope you following this joint 

[Hook: Tony Sunshine] 

Stress free, people holla day 

Just another me, to see another day 

So let the slugs breathe 

Easy for a day, I feel all alone while the clouds keep ?? 

[2pac Talking] 

All my mother fucking niggaz at? my niggaz who down to body a nigga in this 

motherfucker 

All my riders, all my killers, all my motherfuckers, holla at me man, let me 

know whatsup niggaz 

[2nd Verse: Armageddon] 

Niggaz tryna please the crowd when they creating their rhymes 

I just be thinking out loud, why'all ain't gonna pay me no mind 

Maybe I'm living in the clouds, or just ahead of my time 

I got books of all the shit I wrote between all the crimes 

Looking back, tryna trace tracks just to see what I find 

Nothing but evidence, back to fact the world is mine 

And I ain't irrogant, I'm just Intellectually pompous 

'Cause I can super seed anything you accomplish 

This nigga dry snitching like he looking for sympathy 

Nobody give a fuck about you or your history 

Do you nigga?Make some shit shop a deal 

'Cause that hot shit you talkin could get you popped forreal 

Take my advice, I sugested like a cotton a meal 

If not, fuck it, you can starve and keep your eyes pealed 

But, don't get me involved, I don't owe you shit 

The same goes for that little bitch that's all on my dick 

Your all just a bunch of misserable fucks 

Broke, mad, drunk , high and gangsta'ed up 

It's so sad, I wish that I could cry for him and her 

I'm busy mastering this ?? tryna stay up 

And their ain't no looking back, I got my crazy mind made up 

My nigga L home just in time to witness me bust 

Niggaz say and speak the truth, getty that's whatsup 

Go in the booth, produce the proof, show these niggaz how to really give up 

[Hook] 

[2pac Talking] 

All my real ass niggaz at? 

All my motherfucking riders, all my bitches in this motherfucker 

All the niggaz wit money, the niggaz who ain't afraid to kill a nigga, holla 

at a nigga, let me know where you niggaz at nigga