Good Die Young Lyrics

D12
Miscellaneous
Good Die Young
(Intro)
Dawg...I shouldn'ta left...
They wouldn'ta tried that shit if I was wit you...
Maybe we would have picked another time,
Or maybe chose another way,
Or maybe my prayers would have convinced them to choose another soul...
Shit...it’s just me, mom, and Tony now...
Man...you look so peaceful right now...how can I argue wit that...
They say...

(Chorus)
They say that the good die young (die young)
That’s why I think that you should have fun (when you’re young)
Cuz time won't wait for no one (uh huh)
When God calls, you gotta go home (go home)

They say the good die young, (die young)
That’s why I know that we gon have fun (uh)
In this life cuz you only get one (only get one)
When God calls for me, don't cry, I just went home

(Kon Artis)
It’s true that everybody heard their mama say there'd be days like this,
When you see, one of your friends die in the mist,
In the struggle, went through the circumstances
the risk that they take, just to prove a point to a friend
Even then, accidents are prone to happen to any man
Or woman who’s dumb enough to pretend,
That (huh) God won't hold em accountable for sins,
If they commit, and they try to repent the sake to repent,
But, I guess that's the way things go (that’s the way things go)
I was blessed to see twnety four (twenty four)
To wake up to that "Hi, my name is," video,
Motivated me to write what I wrote
And I knew my little brother sold dope, (oh yeah...)
And mom and daddy wanted to move our road
I did it, I still got a lot to prove and show,
I just wish we didn’t have to lose Bugz through the struggle,
Cuz you know...

(Chorus) x1

(Bizzare)
I know you used to Bizzare on some silly shit,
But niggas in my clique, is dying quick (for real...)
In Detroit, niggas don't party,
They pull a .44 out, and snatch off bucardis
That’s why I keep the pistol under the trunk,
I’m 27 years old; too old to be gettin jumped
And fuck rap, I miss Karnail Pitts, B-U-G-Z,
Tattered on my wrist
Me and you, in the jeep, listenin to swing old beats,
It’s a shame me and Fuzz don't even speak,
I got married, my wife name is Dee,
Peace to 31 and 51-to-50, I miss you

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(Kuniva)
I came back on that tragic day my phone rung,
And Bizarre’s voice tellin’ me, Bugz was gone home,
It was like a knife piercing my chest and I couldn't breathe,
I didn't wanna accept it, didn't wanna believe it...
I swear at his wake dawg, I cried so hard,
Literally, Denaun had to carry me to the car,
While I stand in this booth now, it’s tearin me apart,
But I had to let it out cuz it was tearin up my heart
Cuz he died over somethin so petty and so small
A human life is so very precious I hope y’all
Understand how I'm feelin cuz I love you Bugz,
I wanna rhyme with you, laugh with you, hug you Bugz,
But I can't, and you was so close to see your dreams,
A coward came along and took you away from the team
So don't mistake this track, it’s just another song,
This goes out to everyone who lost a loved one...
Cuz you know...

(Chorus) x1

(Proof)
They say it’s never too late to have an early childhood,
If I could, turn back the hands of time, God should,
Forgive what I did as a kid, to run blocks,
Now my dreams are just dream cops and gun shots
The fun stops when your homies are up in the box,
My duty, Bo, rest his soul, snuffed by the cops
I use to quartan alot, if there’s a guy around me, say somethin
If you love her so much, why didn't you gave nothin
When he took my homie, Slick was only in 11th grade,
Now I hope to see his face at the heaven gates,
It ain’t never late in the game, Satan remains,
With a grudge to see slugs break through my frame
My heart aches with the pain, that life limits breath,
We gotta have fun now, there’s only minutes left
In the depth distress, young uns get sucked in,
To get tats off my fallen homies, I ain't got enough skin... (I miss y’all...)

(Chorus) x1
(Swift)
When I was younger I knew four brothers that wasn't wise,
They crashed and the driver died,
My partner on the passenger side was paralyzed,
And I’m surprised, by the look of that ride, that the other dude survived
Nine months later, another one died
Somebody shot him in the side when he was startin up his ride
Three years go by, I made a hell of a run
And that’s when Spunky got done, Joey playin with guns,
And Tookie over funds, Karny was my man,
And Reggie, I wish that I was with you in that van,
And Bugz, if it wasn't for you,
You know I wouldn't be standin in this booth,
And that’s the truth, I miss y’all...

(Chorus) x2