I Don't Wanna...
Fredro Starr Feat. Aaron Hall Lyrics
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Please help me on the journey, please
When I die, I wanna die like Princess Di
Blastin' Ready to Die, late night pushin' a five
Hit the Westside high, doing ninety five
Let the will go, like fuck it, closin' my eyes
Catch a bullet wit my back turned, God forbidden
To be the next rapper to die, what if it was me?
'cause see ya now face flashin' on the MTV
Front page in the paper, front of the source
Jealous niggas laughin', pain and feel no remorse
Every mornin' kissin' my moms, readin' from psalms
Other rappers showin' love, dedicatin' me songs
When I'm gone, thugs'll analyze the last day's verse
Hear the pain and the flow of my life is cursed
Wakin' up wit the smell of death, shakin' in cold sweats
Nightmares every night, breathin' of short breath
Wit gun to my head, won't be makin' me more stressed
The second chance of life, got me feelin' I'm Lord blessed
I'm God sent, here to talk to the children
Teach them not to blast, they gats wit no feeling
Teach them not to stash they cracks by the building
Teach them 'bout the game of life, it's thug livin', we all die
I don't wanna die
God, I'm callin', yes I'm callin' for you
I don't wanna die
Please help me on the journey, please
What up be-Wiz? It's been quite some time
I ain't see you in a while since you left in '89
And I still got the demos before we got signed
Every rhyme I write you be in the back of my mind
Yo Big L, congratulations dog, your shit went gold
Always knew you was a nice nigga, destined to blow
Seen you uptown, burnin' niggas, testin' ya flow
Had to catch a plane, I gave you a pound, hand it over
Freaky Tah, what up my nigga? Damn you still look fly
You in heaven and you still gettin' high, pass the lye
Shit yo Eazy, what up dog? I know we never met
Used to bang niggaz with attitude, cleanin' the tech
Respect ya gangsta since the video you rhymed in the jail
Then you popped up on the stage, that shit was hard as hell
My nigga Pun, what up son? I ain't forget you kid
I'm still rewindin' and succedin' on the joint that we did
Nigga hood, damn the world, only got one verse
What up Banky? Who thought you would of made it here first
Big and Pac rollin' dice like they never had beef
Big Stretch, side bettin', standin' next to Trouble T
Though I never met Kadafi, what up God? Peace
By the way, you heard the record that I did wit your peeps?
It's love, Buffy the Beatbox, Moore Spurgs, Scott Larock
Dyin' 4 rap, for love of hip-hop, we all die
I don't wanna die
God, I'm callin', yes I'm callin' for you
I don't wanna die
Please help me on the journey, please
I don't wanna die
God, I'm callin', yes I'm callin' for you
I don't wanna die
Please help me on the journey, please
I don't wanna die
God, I'm callin', yes I'm callin' for you
Please help me on the journey, please
Then years are dying, gotta keep your eying
Streets don't be lying, keep families crying
I don't wanna die, no, no yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah
I don't wanna die, I don't wanna, wanna die
The song "I Don't Wanna" by Fredro Starr is a reflection on the dangers of the thug life and the consequences that come with it. The lyrics showcase the rapper's vulnerability and his desire for a better life. The song starts with him calling out to God for help on his journey, asking for guidance and protection. He doesn't want to die like Princess Di or any other rapper. He's tired of seeing his friends die in prison or on the streets, and he doesn't want to be next. He doesn't want to be a statistic, with his face flashing on MTV and his name on the front page of the paper. He's afraid of dying in his sleep, waking up to the smell of death, and living every day with the fear that he might not make it.
The second verse is a message to his fallen homies, where he pays homage to those who have died before him. He remembers them and their music, saluting their legacies and recognizing that he could be next. He talks about the love of hip-hop and the sacrifices that rappers make for their art, and how ultimately they all die. He doesn't want to die, but he knows that death is inevitable.
The chorus is a plea to God for help on his journey. He acknowledges that he needs guidance, and he's afraid of the dangers that come with living the thug life. He doesn't want to die, but he knows that he needs help to avoid it.
Line by Line Meaning
God, I'm callin', yes I'm callin' for you
Fredro Starr is praying to God for help on his journey
When I die, I wanna die like Princess Di
Fredro Starr wants to die in a peaceful way
Blastin' Ready to Die, late night pushin' a five
Fredro Starr dreams of going out with some Notorious B.I.G. music and driving on the highway
Hit the Westside high, doing ninety five
Fredro Starr imagines himself speeding on the highway towards the Westside
Let the will go, like fuck it, closin' my eyes
Fredro Starr is ready to let go of life and die willingly
Tired of living, have my niggas die in the prison
Fredro Starr is tired of life as his friends are being imprisoned and dying there
Catch a bullet wit my back turned, God forbidden
Fredro Starr hopes he won't be shot in the back
To be the next rapper to die, what if it was me?
Fredro Starr is paranoid about being the next rapper to die
'cause see ya now face flashin' on the MTV
Fredro Starr is worried about being recognized by the public only after his death
Front page in the paper, front of the source
Fredro Starr imagines himself being on the front page of newspapers and magazines
Jealous niggas laughin', pain and feel no remorse
Fredro Starr is bothered by the thought of people laughing at his death with no guilt
Every mornin' kissin' my moms, readin' from psalms
Fredro Starr values his relationship with his mother and religious studies in the morning
Other rappers showin' love, dedicatin' me songs
Fredro Starr finds comfort in other rappers dedicating music to him
When I'm gone, thugs'll analyze the last day's verse
Fredro Starr knows that his music will be analyzed after he's gone
Hear the pain and the flow of my life is cursed
Fredro Starr's music describes his pain and tough life experiences
Wakin' up wit the smell of death, shakin' in cold sweats
Fredro Starr is scared of dying and often has nightmares about it
Nightmares every night, breathin' of short breath
Fredro Starr has recurring nightmares that leave him breathless
Wit gun to my head, won't be makin' me more stressed
Fredro Starr is not afraid to die and believes it would relieve him of his stress
The second chance of life, got me feelin' I'm Lord blessed
Fredro Starr feels blessed to be alive and get a second chance at life
I'm God sent, here to talk to the children
Fredro Starr believes he was sent by God to educate and mentor young people
Teach them not to blast, they gats wit no feeling
Fredro Starr wants to encourage young people to not shoot guns without any emotional attachment or remorse
Teach them not to stash they cracks by the building
Fredro Starr wants to teach young people not to sell drugs
Teach them 'bout the game of life, it's thug livin', we all die
Fredro Starr wants to educate young people about the harsh reality of life and living as a thug
What up be-Wiz? It's been quite some time
Fredro Starr reminisces about longtime friend, B-Wiz
I ain't see you in a while since you left in '89
B-Wiz hasn't been seen since 1989
And I still got the demos before we got signed
Fredro Starr still has some demos of their work before they became famous
Every rhyme I write you be in the back of my mind
Fredro Starr thinks of B-Wiz when he writes his music
Yo Big L, congratulations dog, your shit went gold
Fredro Starr congratulates Big L for the success of his music
Always knew you was a nice nigga, destined to blow
Fredro Starr always knew that Big L was a talented rapper who would become successful
Seen you uptown, burnin' niggas, testin' ya flow
Fredro Starr saw Big L rapping and competing with other rappers uptown
Had to catch a plane, I gave you a pound, hand it over
Fredro Starr gave Big L a handshake before leaving
Freaky Tah, what up my nigga? Damn you still look fly
Fredro Starr greets Freaky Tah and compliments his appearance
You in heaven and you still gettin' high, pass the lye
Fredro Starr imagines Freaky Tah is smoking weed in heaven
Shit yo Eazy, what up dog? I know we never met
Fredro Starr acknowledges Eazy-E though they never met in person
Used to bang niggaz with attitude, cleanin' the tech
Fredro Starr remembers Eazy-E's music with N.W.A.
Respect ya gangsta since the video you rhymed in the jail
Fredro Starr respects Eazy-E's style since the jail rap video
Then you popped up on the stage, that shit was hard as hell
Fredro Starr remembers Eazy-E's powerful stage presence
My nigga Pun, what up son? I ain't forget you kid
Fredro Starr remembers his friend, Big Pun
I'm still rewindin' and succedin' on the joint that we did
Fredro Starr still listens to and appreciates the music he made with Big Pun
Nigga hood, damn the world, only got one verse
Fredro Starr believes that the people from the hood only get one chance in life
What up Banky? Who thought you would of made it here first
Fredro Starr is proud of a friend who achieved success before him
Big and Pac rollin' dice like they never had beef
Fredro Starr imagines Biggie and Tupac playing dice together without any ill will
Big Stretch, side bettin', standin' next to Trouble T
Fredro Starr pictures Big Stretch betting on the dice game next to Trouble T
Though I never met Kadafi, what up God? Peace
Fredro Starr acknowledges his respect for Kadafi, although they never met
By the way, you heard the record that I did wit your peeps?
Fredro Starr asks Kadafi if he listened to the music he made with others
It's love, Buffy the Beatbox, Moore Spurgs, Scott Larock
Fredro Starr shows appreciation for those he made music with
Dyin' 4 rap, for love of hip-hop, we all die
Fredro Starr and his peers love rapping and are willing to die for their passion
Then years are dying, gotta keep your eying
Fredro Starr acknowledges the inevitability of death and suggests being aware of it
Streets don't be lying, keep families crying
Fredro Starr recognizes the harsh reality that many families suffer losses from street violence
I don't wanna die, no, no yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah
Fredro Starr expresses his fear of dying and hope to avoid it
I don't wanna die
Fredro Starr repeats his fear of death
Please help me on the journey, please
Fredro Starr asks God for help on his journey of life
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: ANTHONY GOLDING, FRED SCRUGGS
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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Lyrics
God, I'm callin', yes I'm callin' for you
Please help me on the journey, please
When I die, I wanna die like Princess Di
Blastin' Ready to Die, late night pushin' a five
Hit the Westside high, doing ninety five
Let the will go, like fuck it, closin' my eyes
Tired of living, have my niggas die in the prison
Catch a bullet wit my back turned, God forbidden
To be the next rapper to die, what if it was me?
'cause see ya now face flashin' on the MTV
Front page in the paper, front of the source
Jealous niggas laughin', pain and feel no remorse
Every mornin' kissin' my moms, readin' from psalms
Other rappers showin' love, dedicatin' me songs
When I'm gone, thugs'll analyze the last day's verse
Hear the pain and the flow of my life is cursed
Wakin' up wit the smell of death, shakin' in cold sweats
Nightmares every night, breathin' of short breath
Wit gun to my head, won't be makin' me more stressed
The second chance of life, got me feelin' I'm Lord blessed
I'm God sent, here to talk to the children
Teach them not to blast, they gats wit no feeling
Teach them not to stash they cracks by the building
Teach them 'bout the game of life, it's thug livin', we all die
I don't wanna die
God, I'm callin', yes I'm callin' for you
I don't wanna die
Please help me on the journey, please
What up be-Wiz? It's been quite some time
I ain't see you in a while since you left in '89
And I still got the demos before we got signed
Every rhyme I write you be in the back of my mind
Yo Big L, congratulations dog, your shit went gold
Always knew you was a nice nigga, destined to blow
Seen you uptown, burnin' niggas, testin' ya flow
Had to catch a plane, I gave you a pound, hand it over
Freaky Tah, what up my nigga? Damn you still look fly
You in heaven and you still gettin' high, pass the lye
Shit yo Eazy, what up dog? I know we never met
Used to bang niggaz with attitude, cleanin' the tech
Respect ya gangsta since the video you rhymed in the jail
Then you popped up on the stage, that shit was hard as hell
My nigga Pun, what up son? I ain't forget you kid
I'm still rewindin' and succedin' on the joint that we did
Nigga hood, damn the world, only got one verse
What up Banky? Who thought you would of made it here first
Big and Pac rollin' dice like they never had beef
Big Stretch, side bettin', standin' next to Trouble T
Though I never met Kadafi, what up God? Peace
By the way, you heard the record that I did wit your peeps?
It's love, Buffy the Beatbox, Moore Spurgs, Scott Larock
Dyin' 4 rap, for love of hip-hop, we all die
I don't wanna die
God, I'm callin', yes I'm callin' for you
I don't wanna die
Please help me on the journey, please
I don't wanna die
God, I'm callin', yes I'm callin' for you
I don't wanna die
Please help me on the journey, please
I don't wanna die
God, I'm callin', yes I'm callin' for you
Please help me on the journey, please
Then years are dying, gotta keep your eying
Streets don't be lying, keep families crying
I don't wanna die, no, no yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah
I don't wanna die, I don't wanna, wanna die
Songwriters: Anthony Golding / Fred Scruggs
@cmdeeqtee7057
Aaron Hall really lit this song on fire🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥. I f#cking LOVE this song to this day.
@workdirty1
Vlad tv interview brought me here
@LaCheleWallace
This was my song. Aaron Hall blowin' on it only made it better.
@CEEPMDEE
I listened to this song so many times on repeat.
Fire Starr was a tight album
@jvleague26
No b.s I did the same thing
@DBombzvideos
Djvlad brought me
@deshawnthomas8129
"Word up, I just missed the whole Onyx group" Nuff respect God what matter too Onyx. Until this new era my Bluetooth🔈🔉 still blasting Onyx songs. That's my word, I remember Stickey..Fredro..Sonee..Gangreen.. Sw1 Alright I respect Fredro continue doing your thing. "No question, I like your rap skills always coming hard on the mic.
@luchinigreenthetruth77
I'm 90 s this real point blank muthafukin period 7land 5
@KingDominusBeats
I use to ride to this in 1999!!!!! OG!
@jvleague26
This my shyt right here