What's happenin', man This T.I.P., you know I'd like to dedicate this song to anybody who done ever lost somebody To the grave, to the streets, to the jail cell I done been in situations where I done had to cope with all three You know what I'm saying? I

This time it's goodbye trouble I feel the light at the end of this tunnel I get stronger with every step Come Hell, come high water You push on me I'm going to push back harder I got a whole lot more than a little bit left Oh, don't put dirt on my grave

When our lives are over and all that remains Are our skulls and bones let's take it to the grave And hold me in your arms, hold me in your arms I'll be buried here with you And I'll hold in these hands all that remains When all of our friends are dead

I may be six feet deep, but I'll still be lovin' you Baby, what we got won't ever die Can't take diamonds, can't take gold But I'll take your love with me when I go I'm gonna take it to the grave with me To the grave with me, to the grave with me to the

I go to the grave before I be a bitch nigga Better behave: you dealin' with some rich niggas Started in the ghetto, now we worldwide Multiplying and I pray to God we never die This is for the soldiers that see the sun at midnight, ya dig Let me slow down

I get higher and lower Holdin' hands with an impotent dream In a brothel of fake energy Put a nickel in the graveyard machine Like a tired soldier With nothin' to shoot I just found me a bottle of blues Some strange comfort for a soul to soothe To want

When you finally get to the top Yeah you’re getting too close to me With all your negativity Just get lost So why you gotta interfere Just keep climbing that mountain, your dirty tricks You sure look pretty in your glass house You probably think you’re

Gamblin' with your life, you gettin' close to the grave Sorry Lord, the Devil got a hold of me, baby Knew I shouldn't have never let you close to me, baby Clutchin' on my fire, you never know these days I be clutchin' on my fire, you never know these

If I lose it, watch me do it, bet I come up with Another hundred ways Hunnid ways to get it everyday Only catch me resting in my grave I'm too busy counting numbers Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid ways Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid I ain't always had it From my

Oh, girl, you know it's on (oh yeah) I came here to slay shit (yeah, yeah) All night I'ma work the grave-shift (Lord, Lord) These drugs I'm on, they ain't nothing to play with (sky high) I can't feel my face, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah) When I pull up on ya