Why They Wanna Wish Death Lyrics - Good Side Bad Side - Master P

[talking] 

Even though we all thugs 

Don't judge us by our action, but judge us by our heart 

The wicked, spies upon the righteous 

God blesses the man, who put his trust in God 

He gave his only begotten son 

That who ever believe in him, should not parish 

But have eternal life, we'll see you thugs at the crossroad 

[Chorus - 2x] 

Some say, life be short 

I think, we was cursed from the start 

I'm only trying to play my part 

But why they wanna wish death, on me and my niggaz 

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[Master P] 

My nigga stared at me, must be mad at me 

I grew up with this nigga, how the fuck he sent the Feds at me 

Boz told me, not to fuck with niggaz 

But I still threw my bone, cause I grew up with these niggaz 

Cuz came home man, he looking good 

Fell off, having problems in the hood 

Nigga say Chico locked up, and Mussie hit the streets 

And I'm still trying to find, the right lawyer for C 

And my Uncle died of cancer, Black Jimmy got life 

Faldy got shot, hurt Ervin and changed his life 

And I done seen so many, white t-shirts with faces 

And I done seen so many, ghetto lives get wasted 

And it's a shame nigga, it won't change nigga 

We all trapped in the hood, in this game nigga 

And I'm just trying to raise, Romeo to be a man nigga 

And hope me and Silkk, don't have to squeeze these thangs nigga 

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[Chorus - 2x] 

[Master P] 

I talked to Daniel, I holla'd at Lee-Lee 

Marcus on lock, and told me they just killed Pee-Wee 

T-Dub home man, Randall gone man 

Kevin Miller, I put him on my arm man 

Dansho on the grind, and Millie making moves 

Petey and Mo' Smokey, Onkie Dejuan they cool 

Some play your kindness for weakness, we call it tipping 

Come out the hood on the run, and get caught slipping 

Bruce and Bernell, took two to the dome 

Bobby and Kirk straight, Red never made it to the phone 

Slim got shot, I got a call from the cops 

I was dealt a bad hand, when this shit gon stop 

I gave Do a record deal, then he got killed 

And his sister questioned me, wanna know how I feel 

I done made it out the hood, I'm trying to do right 

And why would they wanna, wish death on my life 

[Chorus - 2x] 

[Yukon] 

They say life ain't fair, but you live it to us all gone 

Go through struggles, then you spit it through a hard song 

Fake niggaz, trying to follow my every move 

Until you load up, and put hollows through every wound 

I'm from a place, where it ain't no love 

Niggaz'll peel you from the back, so it ain't no hugs 

Just a bunch of niggaz, up on they grind 

And it ain't too many real niggaz left, so they hard to find 

Most likely I don't roll with 'em, if they ain't soldiers 

Only real niggaz, can tell you that pain mold you 

I got a plan, on the way to get richer 

So why they wanna wish death, on me and my niggaz 

[Desperado] 

What's up peace to J-Dubs, nigga L and Mike 

Little Chino ain't live long enough, to peddle his bike 

It ain't right, but I'm still here holding my head 

Got me thinking they still with us, but I'm knowing they dead 

They say, life's short gotta hold my steel 

Wish that band's playing at home, we in soldier field 

I was cursed since my young days, speeding down these one-way's 

Streets ain't no football game, we running gun plays 

Die for my niggaz, put my hand on a bible 

But you cowards start singing, like American Idol 

Matic and Fat Man, they suppose to be home 

Ten to twenty upstate, a half a year in the hole nigga 

[Chorus- 2x]