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Grave Still Hating Life

[Instrumental]

Hey dad I'm writing to you Not to tell you, that I still hate you Just to ask you How you feel And how we fell apart How this fell apart Are you happy

's just really black We live real down here, Lord let us live No playing around here, Lord let us live Don't hate my hood just hate my shine We coming

KRS-One] Breakin, emceein, graffiti art, deejayin, beatboxin Yo Xzibit, keep rockin! [Xzibit] Just throw your hands in the sky Still believe real niggaz never die And if you in this life

Hey dad I'm writing to you Not to tell you that I still hate you Just to ask you, how you feel And how we fell apart How this fell apart Are you happy

On the television runnin' 'round Tellin' niggas be ready for hate Guard Leathafce and the grin right up under my face I steady debate the pain that I bring with hate

you the wrong way when you're a target, see that's how these niggaz out here behave I hate to go to funerals, I never visit graves Cause I'm knowin that

I see is DPG (Nate Dogg) When I turn the radio on, keep hearing me (Still, still, still) Living the good life, good life, uh huh good life (We living the life

that "Just the Two of Us" would make you hate me this much And "Just the Two of Us," that ain't got shit to do with us And our personal life, it's just