Spice 1 - 187 He Wrote video

Lyrics: I'm tryin to keep my aces and my deuces all together I'm thinkin of self-murder I know I won't live forever This chronic got me noid I need to get a job but instead I wanna sell dope hang on a rope and steady mobb I'm wakin up in the morning thinkin of death as I break out in a cold sweat I'm havin dreams of a whole family put to rest Visions of a dead man body bags and all the youngsters gettin their cap peeled over coloured rags I write about murder and death cause thats all in the hood comin up strong while in crack yo G its all good Describin a way of life that they don't understand G So Imma keep breakin it down until dey understand me You see its real G and jealousy it roam my block Thats why I'm never leavin the house without my plastic glock Cause if they want it they'll take it and kill for it And if its worth sumptin then blood gettin spilled for it My mother thinks I'm goin crazy And when I leave the house she just stares out the window I think I'm being followed everytime I leave my home Havin these fatal thoughts of gettin chrome to my dome [ CHORUS ] 18--187 me say the murder the murder he wrote 18--187 me say the murder the murder he wrote--- blooooow [ VERSE 2 ] Did things up in the past that I regret at 22 And when I hit 23 I hope I'm livin well as you Its good to be alive in 93 I guess that so But if I gotta go I gotta go I gotta go I guess I'm just a soldier with a song out of the streets black Stressin of that chronic sack but I feel death is ...