Thug 4 Life
Blaze Ya Dead Homie Lyrics

I was a G in life, I'm still a G in death
Even in death, I remain a gangster, as I was in life.

And if you think I'm not a thug, don't hold your breath
If you doubt my ability to be a thug, you're wasting your time.

My name is Blaze, and I roll with Anybody Killa
My name is Blaze, and I am associated with Anybody Killa.

"Drive-By on this bitch, you bitch nigga!"
Initiating a Drive-By on someone who they consider to be a weak individual.

All you scary bitches, shut up and go inside
The artist is commanding those who are afraid to go inside and stay in.

All my thug muthafuckas, come on, we bout to ride
Assembling a group of gangsters to participate in a dangerous escapade.

Real G's in my hood don't be fuckin' around
True gangsters in my neighborhood don't waste time messing around.

Ya gotta be a clique thick before the sun goes down
You must have a tight-knit group of individuals before nightfall.

You could get yo' life took
You could lose your life.

Smart mouth, dirty looks
Those who show disrespectful attitude might face consequences.

By the product of the streets, hood G's, and crooks
Hoodlums, gangsters, and crooks coming from the streets.

With a double-barrel shotgun pressed to your eye
Having a shotgun with two barrels aimed at someone's face.

I'ma take what's mine and I'ma say it one more time
I will seize what belongs to me, and repeat it once more.

I'ma take what's mine and I'ma leave with nothing less
I will take everything I want, and nothing less.

For the three fuckin' slugs that I took in the chest
Taking three bullets in his chest made him want to take whatever he wants more.

No rest for the killers equipped with mean mugs
The meaning of the previous sentence is that there is no peace for the tough guys, who are equipped with intimidating facial expressions.

Who know what it's like to be a muthafuckin' thug?
The artist is asking rhetorically who can truly relate to the thug lifestyle.

Niggas and hoes
Referring to male and female individuals respectively.

Bitches ain't shit
The singer believes that women are not worth much.

All you haters, eat this dick
The artist is commanding the haters to leave him alone.

Who know what it's like
The artist is repeating his earlier question.

To be a thug for life...
The artist is asking rhetorically who really understands what it means to be a gangster for life.

Late night, gettin' high
At night time, smoking weed and getting high.

Thinkin' in my mind, hopin' everything's gonna be alright
The artist is hoping that everything will work out okay while reflecting on the situation in his mind.

Situations drive me insane
The scenarios around him make the singer go crazy.

Now who's to blame?
The singer is pondering who is responsible for the situations around him.

Need someone who's down for me and not the fame
The singer needs someone who supports him, not just for superficial reasons.

Is there anyone that I can trust in this fucked up world?
The artist is questioning if anyone can truly be trusted in this world full of problems.

Reminiscin' of the bitchin' that you gave me girl
The artist is remembering the verbal abuse from a woman.

I'm all alone
The singer is lonely.

Just me and my microphone
The singer is alone with his thoughts and his microphone.

With the urge to do a drive-by
He has a craving to commit a drive-by.

Ever since the day homie came back alive
Since the resurrection of someone known as 'homie,' possibly a fellow gang member.

"Throw ya hands up in the sky"
The artist is commanding people to raise their hands.

If you can feel me
The singer requests that if someone can relate to him, they should make themselves known.

"Roll it up and let's get high!"
The artist is suggesting that they should smoke marijuana together.

Anybody Killa's comin' for real
Anybody Killa is coming in reality, not just talk.

And it's the raw deal
The price to pay won't be easy.

Keep ya hands low or watch ya cap get peeled
Lower your hands to avoid being shot.

Where ya gonna be when the phantom's floating after ya
Where will you be when the supernatural catches up with you?

In the zone muthafucka!
The artist is amped up and focused.

People running
People are fleeing.

Dead men gunning
The people who have been shot are shooting back.

Ya better watch your back, the juggalo with the hatchet is coming
Be careful, as someone with a hatchet is coming to attack.

Who the hardest, runnin' in a gang of two?
Who is the most formidable, running with just one other person?

Down a 40 of formeldahyde and wax ya whole crew
Drinking formaldehyde and beating everyone in your crew.

'cause ain't nobody seein' me on any fuckin' street
Because I'm unbeatable on any street.

True thug, keep it real with the heat
A real gangster is honest and authentic with his actions.

Hittin' licks on the low 'cause I'm lowdown
I'm stealing on the down-low because I'm a low-life.

Dirty dog from the casket and underground
The singer is a dirty dog who comes from the grave and the underground hip-hop scene.

But I never sleep!
I'm always alert and ready, never sleeping or resting.

And we still got beef
We still have an ongoing dispute.

When suckas recognize Drive-By
When the haters understand the effectiveness of Drive-By.

We murder muthafuckas!
They kill anyone who opposes them.

Man, where ya gonna be 10 years from now?
The singer is asking where his detractors will be in ten years.

Swimming in the gates of hell sayin' that you was down
When they die, they will go to hell and claim to have been tough.

Misunderstood and outta control
The artist is often misunderstood and out of line.

The microphone relieves stress
Rapping into a microphone calms the artist down.

So I'ma do my best to impress
The singer is going to make his best impression on others.

Every single human being that's involved with me
Every person connected to the artist will be impressed by him.

Time for Drive-By to take em' where their eyes can see
It's time for Drive-By to show people what they're capable of.

Juggalos, wave yo' hands from side to side
Juggalos are commanded to wave their hands side to side.

Juggalettes, show them titties if ya fuckin' tonight
Juggalettes are asked to show their breasts if they're engaging in sex tonight.

Oh...oh yeah....it ain't over muthafucka
The song is not yet finished, and the artist is letting us know.