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letra de shot me instead - n0va

[intro]
early this morning at kennedy airport
the body of biggie smalls was returned to ny from la
where he’d been shot and k!lled over the weekend
in the latest round of violence that has plagued
and has sadly come to symbolize, a style of music
that has captivated millions of americans
black and white

[hook]
you know i wish they shot me instead
you know i wish they shot me instead
you know i wish they shot me instead
you know i wish they shot me instead

[verse 1: n0va]
i never understood the significance
pac and big just died and rap been missing since
puff and jay taking over no coincidence
but now i go hard on a track, no impotence
its selfish reasons, ya cuz i got plenty demons
i’d do anything to win i give up rest and sleeping
i know my life ain’t worthy till i’m next to jesus
next to moses, next to kings – you best believe it

[hook]
you know i wish they shot me instead
you know i wish they shot me instead (you know i wish they shot me)
you know i wish they shot me instead
you know i wish they shot me instead, shot me instead, shot me instead

[verse 2]
i know my album going platinum when i’m dead tho
6 feet deep or in prison up on death row
lil peepin out the window with my head low
i knew i stood no chance from the get go
can’t take over with nothing but a god flow
the roads filled with hurdles and potholes
i plan my funeral, black yeezys i got those
driving round the hood at night tryna get shot cold
i been a bad mon – bad mon – running
hanging with the wrong squads – loud mouth running
the ghost of chris wallace, the crowd now summon
it was all a dream but the crowd now bugging
i wish it was me getting shot up on the drive by
or sitting next to suge night saying bye bye
world, let me live on through my music . what a fine line
between depressed and destined for the prime time

[verse 3}
they be asking – who shot ya?
n0va let us take you to a coppers
i don’t give a f-ck homie let em live let em prospa
they did me a f-cking favor with the blasta
cop the mixtapes so when im gone i’m a casper
a ghost ill make sure you never forget me
f-ck a sale i’d trade a milly for a pretty penny
i want the fame, i want the bars to stick in you head
that’s why i wish they f-cking shot me instead

- n0va

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