When all of my thoughts go dark and I don't know were to start
I know you mashin up in heaven in that 69 lark
I hit the park to clear my head out with this flame that I spark
Cause memories of dead Homies ignite the hate in my heart
But I don't pray to God above I pray to myself for forgiveness, Dylan forgive me for the fact I'm about to act out of vengeance
I got no time for reflection, I got no room for repentance
I got love left in my heart anymore and this my sentence
I been in the game for many years and shit ain't changed really but more money and more Problems and more people trying to kill me
Packin a gat for them enemies and them rivals tryn to plot on dilly
Cause I been creepin n doin it better than anyone fillin em all with envy
Deadly methods of a killa let a Nina milly one protect Me if I die before I wake I pray somebody kill they family
Before the final check is cashed, Im bout to get the skrilly
Rest in peace Woodie
The guardian angel who watch us dearly

Chorus:
I've been sippin and I been thinkin
What's the reason , what is the meaning
Does it really rain every time that God cries
I've been sippin and I been thinkin
What's the reason , what is the meaning
What is it all worth

This song is dedicated to the memory of Ryan Mitchell Wood
Born November 20th 1975
Died March 7th 2007
He was a true soldier
And he left with us a legacy of inspiration
Rest in paradise Woodie
Loyalty above all laws
Forever lost inside a struggle with no fuckin end
I'm so damn deep off in the game I think I got the bends
Puttin it down 4 northern Killafornia once again, from the whole Midwest to east contra costa then back again
People be like Dylan where you been I haven't seen you since and I reply with a mind half gone cause bitch I haven't moved an inch
Come step into my Cortez and see ifyou can handle it , I got them same demons in my sleep tellin me that I should quit
Quit and do what cause I'm addicted to the world bein in my hands and this is how I get it. I could die at any minute , if I die before I get it let me live on through my message I was chosen to spit so they label me the unforgiven
Caught in a world of survival and sinnin trapped in weatherworld and in my mind, it's too cloudy to make a clear decision
System over ridden w retaliation visions an montages of sprayin on my enemies evilly grinnin

Chorus

Sad Songs

Chorus:
Undercover cops watch me
That ain't stoppin me though
Told I need to slow my roll
But this shits all that I know
Out of control, but who's still say the way I'm livin is wrong?
Gotta be savage, either that or
Have you singin them sad songs
(B-Dawg)

Fuck it I'm fine. Buckin n ridin
1 is 9. 1 is 9
Wallet filled w ebt but ain't a single one of em mine
Strapped up like the dprk w these weapons on my mind
Calls used to be normal now I hear the clickin on the line
Ana got me clickin like acrylic ho you bout to die
Haven't ever had a fam that's down to ride , now what's the time
Time to catch a million different cases all for homicide
Controlled by gamma light I'm bout to take you to the other side
-I'm bout to get it scary. Dylvia Roska w the blade I'm bout to operate on you like American Mary
Another victim , another punk senator buried
Another cornerboy got smoked up out his Steve and Barry's
Another reason to fear me another reason to hate me another reason that your woman got a fatherless baby
Another statistic another reason you don't get caught slipping after dark in my neck of the woods, you ain't prepared for me
Chorus

Mind is going crazy thinkin devilish deeds
Strapped in the cuts cause somebody tryin to kill me
Mind going crazy thinkin devilish deeds
Strapped in the cuts cause somebody tryin to kill me