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letra de is this the end? - puff daddy

featuring ginuwine twista]
momma told me one day it was gonna happen
intro/chorus: ginuwine
but she never told me when
she told me it would happen when i was much older
chorus
wish it would have happened then (is this the end?)
sometimes i be wakin up at high noon
verse one: puff daddy
sayin “why me lord?” folks thinkin i’ma die soon
i just tell em keep seekin but when they sleepin
i be concealed up in my room, knowin that it could happen
i’m just tryin to maintin, because the future is untold
till the static unfolds that the good die young
please god let a bad boy die old
do you think i wanna lie cold
shirt soaked til it’s red
or better yet have many shots come close to the head
the most that was said was that my homies had a toast to the dead
do i need a pack a vest for stress so i can rest
cause even though i’m blessed in my flesh
it all came down to a test
now i’m caught up in the mix and i can’t do sh-t, but still
a motherf-cker wanna go and put a tattoo on my chest
i can’t ride with program, fearing no man
hit the car door let the door slam it’s a blessing that he had slow
hands
but he’s still right behind me
so many cheddar n-gg-z comin after my cheese
all these heartless fools is steady comin after my p
is it my car that they’re losin, are we all for the choosin?
so many phony n-gg-z lovin to hate sean
or is it all in confusion? better yet all an illusion
shots rang through the hall bullets cruisin for bruisin
don’t let this heartless b-st-rd take my life away
i don’t wanna conceive takin his either
dipped into the back and took a breather
heard steps steady in closin with the bullet skeezer
i refuse to be the one that they be dumpin
gotta do somethin, i ain’t scared to go
but yet my heart is steady pumpin for somethin
gotta get away before the techs start gunnin
bodies start jumpin, wreckin my brain not to try and understand
but withstand, is it cause i’m a rich man
or just to try to put a brother down in the dirt like quicksand
but no matter what the reason, i don’t wanna stop breathin
there’s dreams to fulfill still
can’t complete em with a still kill
face to face with enemies still grill
forgive me for the pain i’ve caused and the sins i’ve committed
even though i’m not hopin to go
i wish someone would open the do’
this man’s holdin’ the trigger and his finger’s steady chokin’ wit
smoke
is this the end?
chorus
chorus two: ginuwine
just, can’t, let, go (is this the end?)
i, just, don’t, know
wish it would’ve happened then
verse two: puff daddy, twista
did i just hear a tech jam, now it’s on let make my maneuver
hit the alley source man in a landcruiser
in his hand was a ruger, dipped in a lex like luger
heard shots from a steel bruiser
teflon in the seat took a pale stress
felt the hate on my chest as i placed on my vest
what’s wrong with the brakes in the lx?
ran straight into a lightpole, just before i got my life stole
a car came to the rescue
i bailed in and said, “bless you
but what made me the man you would wanna show help to?”
i proceeded to ask him, and he said with a p-ssion
when the sun’s shy gotta keep one eye, n-gg- i been shot at and stole
i could never watch a soul die, plus you da man and you too fly
(but who are you?) the pimp n-gg- named twista from the cold chi
on
no protection from one time, only caught for my prime
so i asked the father what i did so wrong?
and the smell of sweet news when the beef brew
cause sh-t it’s been hard for me besides chief
motherf-ckers steady ballin but steady fallin
right in detours, bout to hit my feet soon

so i just presume, deep into the rhymes of a rapper
prepare my mind for the capture
but why these n-gg-z wanna make us into crime with the rapture?
thinkin ginuwine like the bachelor
eager for dispersin us, don’t even hurt the clutch
steady bustin shots at both of us, was the strap close to us
cause he’s coldblooded and merciless
then for survival we both to bust
but renaults get to roast to crush, cause he steady gettin closer
paranoid like a crackfiend when the gat seen
scream when the bullet hit me in the shoulder
don’t wanna die til i get older
try to visualize the beholder, he’s inconceivable
best to step off in this parking lot where them dogs bark a lot
so now my sight is gettin dark a lot
and try to wait until his ma get hot
i can make a person fight to survive whether good or connivin
smokin weed to keep my mind at ease, let’s go back to the car
you never know when it’s your time to leave
plus we didn’t chill long enough, the footsteps are comin close
but wait, i can’t find the keys
is it one of them unholy men?
with a strap ready to boldly sin
mama told me it was comin, but i wish she woulda told me when
is this the end?
chorus 2x
(chorus two fades out at the end

- puff daddy

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