Eternity
W.T.C. Productions Lyrics

This is an invitation for all my thug niggas to come join me on a journey to the ever lasting ship of eternal life
Join me, all my street-savvy counterparts, on an expedition toward the vessel that leads to an undying existence, free from the brutalities of life.

a place where there's no violence no pain no crime no prisons no ghettos nothing but sunshine at the end of the road so come with me let's ride
This place we are headed, allows no space for aggression, agony or any criminal activity, no incarceration or impoverished areas, only tranquility awaits. So, let me lead you, as we proceed towards our destination.

All my thug niggas ride to eternity let's ride nigga let's ride nigga
My fellow hustlers, let's embark on the journey towards an everlasting life, and enjoy the ride with me.

Nigga back in the days I was afraid of the police
During my youth, I feared the law enforcement officials.

just another paranoid drugdealer on the streets
Merely another suspicious narcotics vendor on the footpath.

my ghetto hero was above the law I caught a glimpse of a bullet that took him down like a south paw uneducated to the game of life
My hero of the neighborhood was untouchable by the law, but one day, he met with a bullet that defeated him. Like a lefty in the ring, I was ill-equipped to understand how to deal with the complexities of life.

I was hated to the grave but the pen kept my mind right
I was loathed by many until the end, but writing helped me preserve sanity.

a young motherfucker doomed since day one shit I'm a fool I'm a ball 'til my time come
I, a youngster who was cursed from birth, was a senseless person. Nevertheless, I will live recklessly until my time ends.

a G to me is like a mil' on the streets I'm a kill just to eat and leave my enemies on the concrete they say a soft heart make a bitch nigga stay alert stay alive that's the code of a thug nigga
To me, being a 'G' on the streets is equivalent to one million dollars. Even if it involves murder to survive and leave my adversaries dead in the streets. They say that having a soft heart could make one vulnerable, hence to stay safe and alive, one must have the mentality of a ruthless thug.

I want to rob and steal but crime pays the bill niggas know I'm real so my pain is what they feel I'm a rider TRU niggas gone feel me
I may be interested in theft and robbery, but it's the criminal activities that provide financial stability. My pain is what other hustlers can relate to, this is why being a part of TRU means understanding me.

see-Murder ain't gone die 'til a bitch nigga kill me
I will never succumb until an unworthy adversary takes my life.

How many niggas want to ride with me when I'm gone don't no mothafucka cry for me
Who amongst y'all are willing to accompany me on this journey? When I'm not around, none of y'all shed a tear for me.

I want the nigga that did it to die with me and his mama and his brother take a ride with me 'cause I'm a killer (a killer) nigga baller servin' up the 3rd ward Cali or New Orla'
I'd prefer the person who ends my life, to demise with me, along with his mother and brother; coz I'm a killer, baller from 3rd ward Cali or New Orleans (referencing that both cities have a high crime rate).

nigga like the devil with the motherfuckin' red prints fight me like a monkey on top of an elephant the game got me crazy profecy dazy this god wasn't ? when a nigga tried to play me god won't you save me nigga only baby only time could take me mama why you made me like is like slavey tech-nines and three eighties homies live in shady pray for your baby my first born replace me this ghetto might waste me I'm a hunted bitch like ghostly it be a nigga close to me that take me
Like the devil, I'm untouchable, fighting me like a monkey vs an elephant is Sisyphean. The game has made me go insane, my mind cloudy. When someone tested me, God did not intervene. Only time, like a baby, could be responsible for my downfall. Mama, why did you bring me on this earth, to be a slave of tech-nines and three eighties? Homies living in suspicion, pray for your baby, may my first child replace me. This ghetto might terminate me; I am like a haunted soul, hunted like a ghost. Irony has it; the person to eliminate me might be a close friend.

they told me in this life those who start off last a end up first those who start up first a end up last last time I saw a .45 blast a nigga who was last should be doin' 50 years without parole life is cold but it fair fuck the mayor that coward bastard ask him durin' his term how many niggas sawt jail cells and found cascidy place me the plastic when its time to shoot only god will know the truth
I was told whoever begins slowly in life eventually succeeds, whoever starts fast eventually fails. The last occasion I witnessed a .45 pistol firing, the individual who concluded last should spend 50 years behind bars with no possibility of parole. Life is harsh but reasonably equitable. The Mayor is a coward, he deserves disdain. Ask him when he served in office, how many black men did he condemn to imprisonment unjustly. Provide me with ammunition, when the time comes, and only the creator will discern the reality.

what's in a nigga's blood is in his heart from the start my pain was irreversable the book on how to kill a nigga is unwritable my title don't sulitify our right to tell a child how to live his life or how to stop a man when he beat his wife but if you turn your back grab your gun we could ride tonight and ain't no game as I stroll on nigga you know this S-E-are-V mister get my ride ON
A nigga inherited his traits from his bloodline, engraved in his heart. My sufferings are immutable, right from the beginning. There may be a guide on how to murder someone, but it can never be in writing. Being awarded a title doesn't mean I have the right to instruct a child on how to live their life or to stop domestic violence. However, if I sense betrayal, prepare to defend yourself, we could ride together tonight, without fear. Wandering around isn't a game, and as I stroll, you recognize it's the one and only S-E-are-V, Mr. Get-my-ride-ON.

hahhahaha the media point the finger at me like I'm the bad guy but its ok just take a good look at me I'm no different then your average businessman society wants to eliminate me but uh in a few years you be wishin' you had another Don like me sincerly yours America's nightmare Master P
The media blames me, but I'm not the villain, which is fine. Observe closely, and you'll realize I'm no different than an average entrepreneur. Society aims to remove me, but in a couple of years, you'll yearn for another 'Don' like me. Cordially, America's worst nightmare, Master P.