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Mac

McKinley Phipps (born July 30, 1977 , better know by his stage name Mac, is an American rapper from New Orleans' 3rd Ward, and would grow to be one of the most critically acclaimed on Master P's No Limit Records, both as a solo rapper and as a member of the 504 Boyz rap group. more »

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1998

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Yo it's ya boy Silkk. Hey  hey. Know what I'm sayin? 
I got Fiend and Mac in here. These soldiers  warriors 
Know what I'm sayin? And survivors know but 
We're in serious times. 

[Chorus] 
I said all our soldiers in the streets 
Life ain't always guaranteed 
(There's no guarantee) 
Some of this aimed for you and me 
But it's a ghetto war 
So be all you can be 

That's why your big brother Fiend gon' holler 
And I really meant, I don't want to be here if I don't gotta 
Not tryin' to discourage, a lotta 
But look in my eyes 
Even though we camouflaged I can't disguise the pain we got 
inside 
That's why I ride all night 
Smokin' till I can't smoke no more 
want to forget some of the shit we saw 
With that old dirty four oh 
want to give money to the poor folk 
But got one eighty and one quarter 
Splitin' that three ways 
That's between my momma, sister and her daughter 

[Chorus: x2]

This life shit is way so serious 
Don't want to question you Lord, but I'm so curious 
I sleep amongst killers I don't know who to trust 
I meet beucoup bitches and now it's cool to f*ck 
I made it from nothin' to havin' little change 
Now niggas in my hood they look at me strange 
I live for the moment 'cause I'm afraid of my future 
Don't let me die, oh Lord why 
I look myself in my eyes and I see why thugs cry 
Shell shocked, I get that from my pops 
And he told me keep it cocked, so I keep it cocked 
Life is but a dream and we all seein'
And if seein' is believin', don't wake me up this evening 
Whoa! 

[Chorus: x2]

All I know, is I don't want to go 
But I don't want to be here either 
If I gotta be here killin' and sellin' dope 
The world is a ghetto 
And I be wonderin' if y'all could be feelin my pain 
Tryin' to put it down the best way I know how 
When I'm gone y'all can remember my name 
If I die tomorrow, don't be sorry 
Let it be known I told the truth 
And never know what's gon happen when I'm done rappin' 
Doin' my song, in this booth 
And if I die, tell P he keeps my legacy alive 
My chance was slim 
And if it had to happen, let it be known 
I'm glad it happened to me, instead of them 
Now desperate times call for desperate measures 
Ain't no pleasure in killin' 
Ain't no pleasure either in going without feedin' for weeks
Have you ever had that feeling? 
No guarantees, Lord please, can't bring back the past 
Can't buy time either, so I guess what's the use of havin cash? 
And look now, penitentiary's packed 
With niggas who had dreams to be rich 
Man spend a little bit, have a little something 
Dead men can't spend shit 
I'll trade some of this money for this pain 
Trade some of this money for this fame 
P nigga you think it's easy dog 
But it ain't 'cause I been with you throughout this game 

I thought we could flip keys together 
I thought we could make g's together 
Now I know what's going on 
I gotta make these dollars all night long 
I thought you saw the bigger picture 
How could you betray your closest nigga? 
How can I ever trust you again?
Tell me, man 

Yo Fiend, yo Mac. 
It's real. 
Gotta be able to do it. 
So many niggas want to see you fall dog. 
We gon' ball y'all, for real.

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