Rappers Die Lyrics

Rapper Nispey Hussle, shot and killed

Rapper Young Dolph is gunned down and killed

PnB Rock was shot to death

Rapper Take Off was shot and killed

Boy meets world, what he got to look forward to

The streets and the girls a box you in and corner you

He know that from the neighborhood bullies

And jealousy from some niggas off the bitches he be pulling

Can't even cop a new outfit without them hating

He know they watching his pockets, clocking how much he making

But he don't stop cause money don't ever wait on

Nobody, so he always give them shit to hate on

The newest thangs, the latest cars

The biggest chains, make him feel like a star, yea

To have it all, he thumbing through the pay checks

All for an unknown price that he ain't paid yet

The streets most wanted, with no security, only insecurities

The only thing secured for sure, is his enemies

So everything y'all lust for, become the sword

And damn that shit be killing me

But being humble ain't common

That's why power in the wrong hands is trouble They watching for your slip up

So, better sow them lips up

And hold ya breath as long as you can

Cause best believe they got plans for all your hiccups

To be that nigga, you got to know how to move

Got to know how to jugg

Movements got to be smooth

No room for mistakes

In this life that you chose

Cause any one that you make

Could be the reason you lose

The new bounty hunters is on the internet

Cause niggas let pride interfere with they intellect

Posting everything for the world to see

Knowing niggas going on murder sprees for currency

And the community's crying out

Cause shooters is wilding out

And rappers is dying out

And everybody with an influence is hiding out

Cause they know that it keep making money on the streets, without a doubt

Do Black Lives Matter when we behind the strap

Or do we sweep it under rug as a genre of rap

And this a word to my brothers

It's time to stop the fight

The war on each other

I thought the opps was white

But somewhere that's anywhere on a map

There's a story about a young black boy that used to rap

He was, tryna make a name in a small city

But before he made it big, them niggas turned him to Biggie

Everyday it seem like rappers die

Numb to the feeling, ain't no aftershock

It don't matter where you from or what you rap about

Cause everyday, somewhere, another rapper dies

Rappers die, cause they hate to see that you doing good

Rappers die, by the bloody hands of they own hood

As soon as he blew up quick

Niggas he grew up with

Was on some klu klux shit

Cause niggas hate to see another nigga win

Niggas hate to see another nigga win

No acknowledgement, if it ain't them

Niggas hate to see another nigga win

Why it's hard for us to see each other win

Hating on the next man, that's the trend

In this rap game, ain't no friends

Cause niggas hate to see another nigga win

Why god

Why you can't take the pain away

Trust him

I keep trying

But the feeling don't fade away

Trust him

Why god

Why you can't take the pain away

Trust him

I keep trying

But the feeling don't fade away

Fade away

Fade away, fade away

Fade away, fade away

Fade away, fade away

Fade away, fade away

Fade away

Fade away