Only Time Will Tell
C-Murder/Master P/Silkk The Shocker Lyrics

Only time will tell nigga
We can't predict what happens after we die, we just have to wait and see

when we die go to heaven or hell nigga
There are two possible afterlife destinations: heaven or hell

When i die nigga don't want to go to hell though
I've been working hard in this life and want to be rewarded in the afterlife with a spot in heaven

I been out here hustling trying to get dough
I've been working hard in the streets to make money

Got da game in my vein won't change
I've been doing this for so long, I can't stop now

little homies on the street know my name
I have a reputation and am well-known in the streets

its the M-A-S to tha are-P
I'm Master P, and I'm proud of it

A young nigga tryin live in these ghetto streets
I'm just a young guy trying to make it in a tough neighborhood

would I die, would I roll, would i retire young,
I don't know what the future holds, but I hope to live a long life and retire eventually

would a nigga get paid be the out come
I hope that all my hard work pays off and I can make a lot of money

its strictly for the G's so a nigga ball
I'm doing this for the gangsters and to live a lavish lifestyle

thankin mama goddamn don't let your baby fall
I'm grateful for my mom and don't want to let her down

i'm out here tryin to make me a little change
I'm hustling to make some money

stuck in this muthafuckin dope game
I'm caught up in selling drugs

would i lose tryin to keep my fuckin shoes
I don't want to lose everything I have worked for

would a young nigga see P on the news
I don't want to be in the news for the wrong reasons

I done seen rappers get their fuckin cap peeled
I've seen other rappers get killed

say its mafia damn what a bad deal
When rappers get killed, people blame it on the mafia

so the game get hectic so i want to cheat
The game is dangerous, so I'm willing to cheat to stay alive

grab my gat kill off my enemies
I'll do whatever it takes to take out my enemies

I'd do fair time nigga but fuck that
I'm not afraid of going to jail, but I won't go down without a fight

I'd rather sleep, split a wig with my crome gat
I'll go out in a blaze of glory if I have to

'cause I ain't goin less I take two niggas wit me
If I go down, I'm taking some people with me

niggas want P they better come and get me
I'm not hiding, I'm right here

I ain't hard to find it ain't a rhyme
I'm easy to find, you don't have to look hard

its gonna either be your soul or mine
If it comes to a fight, only one of us is coming out alive

Niggas Die to make covers of magazines
Some rappers die young and become famous after they're gone

I'd rather be unknown then dead and famous with green
I'd rather live a long, anonymous life than die young and famous

The black hearse roll through da ghetto streets
Funerals are common in the ghetto

I made the sign of da cross, glad it ain't me
I'm relieved that I'm still alive

Not fearing death, just not ready yet
I'm not afraid to die, but I'm not ready to go yet

two stones to my brother, may his soul rest
I'm honoring my deceased brother

retaliation is a must fool (huh)
If someone messes with me, I have to retaliate

some niggas don't play by no fucking rules
Some people are willing to break all the rules to win

in this game get so deep so we gotta ride
The game is dangerous, so we have to be prepared to fight

Mama don't trip, don't even cry
My mom shouldn't worry about me, even in the face of danger

when its my time to go then I gotta leave
When it's time for me to die, I have to accept it

but while I'm here I'm gonna drink henicy and smoke weed
I'm going to enjoy life while I still can

is there a heaven for a gansta niggas callin
Do gangsters go to heaven?

trying figure out if they up there ballin
Are there other gangsters in heaven?

My young niggas getting paid left da earth
Some of my young friends have died, despite their success

goddamn six feet now he's in da dirt
My friend is now buried and gone forever

church bells rangin hoes sangin
The funeral is underway

my nigga's up there for gang bangin
My friend died because of his involvement in gangs

slangin dope, pushin cocalies
My friend got caught up in selling drugs

got me stressin down on my knees
Losing my friend has been difficult and stressful

its a risky life wit a fast pace
Being involved in gangs and selling drugs is dangerous and fast-paced

but where soldiers go when they get took away
Where do people go when they die in gang life?

I seen angels crying so many soldiers dying
I've lost a lot of friends to gang violence

Tell me when will it end will I get to heaven
When will the violence and death stop? Will I make it to heaven?

will I see my friends or will i go to hell
If I make it to the afterlife, will I see my friends? Or will I end up in hell?

only time will tell
We don't know what the future holds, we can only wait and see

Head first in this world with my eyes impeel
I'm diving into this world without really knowing what I'm getting into

unaware that these niggaz on tha streets is real
I didn't know how dangerous and real the streets were until I got caught up in them

will i survive or will the cold streets shake me
Will I be able to survive in these dangerous streets?

will them niggas break me before the lord take me out
Will the streets break me before I die?

this son of a bitch I never want it never asked to come
I didn't choose this life, I was born into it

trapped in a double face not a place to run
I'm stuck living a double life and it's hard to escape

get the gun and buck it let'em know I ain't the one to fuck wit
I'll defend myself and show people that I'm not one to mess with

I stuck with this rough shit
I'm sticking with this rough life, even though it's not easy

screaming tell god to make space them niggas killed my ace
I'm angry and want God to make room in heaven for my friend who was killed

and now they tryin make waste of my face
People are trying to kill me, too

cemetery gates all black suits and limos
Funerals are solemn and serious occasions

family tears and flowers no more shows and videos
The death of a loved one is more important than any show or video

after parties hoes come to a cease
Partying and having fun is no longer important after someone dies

young thug caught one slug rest in peace
My friend was killed with a gunshot, and now he's gone forever

(Ughhhhh)
Just an exclamation of emotion or frustration