Till I Die: Part II Songtext
von mgk

Awaitin′ to die, oh, shit, I'm always on my mind
Cleveland is the city where we come from, so run, run

Bitch, I′m from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I′m from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I′m from

The motherfuckin' land, get it straight
Boy, you will get scraped
Bitch, I′m from the motherfuckin' land of the apes
Get the fuck out my face (bitch)
E′rywhere I go, I'm puttin′ on
E'rywhere I go, I'm blowin′ strong
E′rywhere I go (e'rywhere I go), everyday, everybody know
In my hood, motherfuckers get it on


Puttin′ on for the city like Snowman
Cause in my city I don't snow, man
And that ain′t no diss to Jeezy
Cause Jeezy know what's up, believe
That′s my nigga back in Puerto Rico
Tell the Puerto Rican bitch centerfold the plug
Big bottle of numbers and we call him Nino
Yo, one ounce and a pound bag, I know I'm livin'
Yeah, motherfuck a suit and tie, dawg
We don′t want our hats to the back with the five, dawg
Bang, put the plug on chill
Told ′em I ain't through yet, hell naw, I ain′t retire, dawg
I just want a piece of mind, dawg
Why you hatin' on a nigga from the city? Lemme shine, dawg

E′rywhere I go, I'm puttin′ on, puttin' on, puttin' on
E′rywhere I go, I′m puttin' on, puttin′ on, puttin' on
E′rywhere I go, I'm puttin′ on, puttin' on, puttin' on
E′rywhere I go, I′m puttin' on, puttin′ on

Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I′m from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I′m from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from


Yo, I be drivin' all the foreign cars ′til the day I die
Fuckin′ all the foreign hoes 'til the day I die
Went to hit the dealer, then a nigga drove it out
When ′em doors go up, all them panties fallin' down
Niggas ain′t know me then, but 'em niggas know me know
When I pull up in the Benz, all the jewels drippin′ down
I be fuckin' up arenas, all 'em hoes singin′ now
I be fuckin′ with them boys that lift you off the ground
I stand out, spent a hun'ed racks to put the band on it
Shawty bendin′ it over, let me land on it
Grabbin' brown bags, Uncle Sam, homie
Got the pussy jumpin′, dove a HAM on it
If you talk about them cars, fuck y'all like the dealer
Now, I did it for my dawgs
I be smokin′ out the jar like a dreadlock, haann

Ay, Bleed, keep puttin' on
I said keep puttin' on, Ray been puttin′ on
See, I bossed wit′ my mans wit' the plug, put ′em on
In the plug, put 'em on, yeah

Yeah, East Side for life
I′m a real Cleveland legend, I'm a ride ′til the day I die
Get high, bury me with my chrome .45
Now tell me, now tell me, do that sound familiar?
If you from Cleveland, you all are familiar
If you get money one hundred, you know that we filmin' you

Hold up, bitch, I'm from the land and y′all know that
Y′all never should have let me go back
Even when I didn't had no plaque
I was courtside in the Cavaliers throwback
I was over nineteen ridin′ up Miles
Back when I was nineteen turnin' up wild
I was in the flats when the land slanged goals
I was on the clear when L came down
Leavin′ out of work, went to rap it downtown
I was in the club when they played "We Ball"
And I repped my hood and everybody started brawlin'
Back when I was sixteen, I was spittin′ sixteen
Hoppin' up the Blue Line on 116
Tryin' to get my fifteen minutes of fame, shit changed
Now I′m on the big screen like...

Bitch, I′m from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I′m from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I'm from East, East 1999, the 9999
Bitch, I′m from