Die One Day
Lloyd Banks · H.F.M. 2 (Hunger For More 2) [2010]
(VERSE 1)
(uh huh)
I keep my hip on pound
Cause shit gets hectic in my town
Drag my family with me cause that's how real niggas get down (gea)
If it wasn't for 50 I probably wouldn't be around (gea)
Caught up in the temptation sitting in jail or in the ground (gea)
If for that if you snap a finger and I'll lay a nigga down (whoo)
It's fucked up when you're only facial expression is a frown (uh huh)
A hood rat will put a future in a fool's pants
Till she find out you can't buy furniture with food stamps (uh huh)
A year ago I made a decision before I shut my eyelids
pray to god i don't get shot tomorrow cause I don't like surprises
When you hot as an oven they ain't brace you with open arms
When you cold as a freezer niggas treat you like they don't need ya
Some people call it ???? me I call it amnesia
Live my life principal driven never bite to have that feed ya (uh)
Never mind all the haters fuck'em all let them die slow
All I need is my niggas, money, liquor and hydro (I kno)
(CHORUS x2)
Everybody gon' die one day
Whether it's natural cause it's a gunplay
But fuckin with me you sliding down a one way
I keep it gangsta from Monday to Sunday
(VERSE 2)
Don't blame me
Blame my mom and pop for breeding this (uh huh)
The game needed this
Lloyd Banks AKA Mr. I don't feed a bitch
Don't need a bitch
I stay there when I need a bitch
You want a trick you need to switch
Cause I don't think you could beat this bitch (whoa)
This is all I gotta have to blow
So whether it's fast or slow
Platinum flow making it easy to kidnap a hoe (uh huh)
Pop the back
Pass the dro
Roll about a half an O
The git citizenship my pimp is international (yee)
You gotta agree
These motherfuckas will probably find
Bin Laden before they find a nigga hotter than me
We on top as far as I can see
And since the hood watching me
My regular trip to the mall is a shopping spree (damn)
I'm the #1 draft pick none of ya'll are topping me (uh huh)
I move around with the plastic you ain't dropping me (uh huh)
They show me love on my city
They fuckin with me and I'm fuckin with them
Nigga G-Unit till the end (Gea)
(CHORUS x2)
Everybody gon' die one day
Whether it's natural cause it's a gunplay
But fuckin with me you sliding down a one way
I keep it gangsta from Monday to Sunday
[Lloyd Banks]
Ya six inches from a coffin (coffin)
So I suggest you stop talkin (talkin)
And make me result to violence (violence)
And you'll no longer be walkin (walkin)
Ya six inches from a coffin (coffin)
So I suggest you stop talkin (talkin)
And make me result to violence (violence) Nigga.. (nigga)
Yeee..
You gotta love it!
(uh huh)
I keep my hip on pound
Cause shit gets hectic in my town
Drag my family with me cause that's how real niggas get down (gea)
If it wasn't for 50 I probably wouldn't be around (gea)
Caught up in the temptation sitting in jail or in the ground (gea)
If for that if you snap a finger and I'll lay a nigga down (whoo)
It's fucked up when you're only facial expression is a frown (uh huh)
A hood rat will put a future in a fool's pants
Till she find out you can't buy furniture with food stamps (uh huh)
A year ago I made a decision before I shut my eyelids
pray to god i don't get shot tomorrow cause I don't like surprises
When you hot as an oven they ain't brace you with open arms
When you cold as a freezer niggas treat you like they don't need ya
Some people call it ???? me I call it amnesia
Live my life principal driven never bite to have that feed ya (uh)
Never mind all the haters fuck'em all let them die slow
All I need is my niggas, money, liquor and hydro (I kno)
(CHORUS x2)
Everybody gon' die one day
Whether it's natural cause it's a gunplay
But fuckin with me you sliding down a one way
I keep it gangsta from Monday to Sunday
(VERSE 2)
Don't blame me
Blame my mom and pop for breeding this (uh huh)
The game needed this
Lloyd Banks AKA Mr. I don't feed a bitch
Don't need a bitch
I stay there when I need a bitch
You want a trick you need to switch
Cause I don't think you could beat this bitch (whoa)
This is all I gotta have to blow
So whether it's fast or slow
Platinum flow making it easy to kidnap a hoe (uh huh)
Pop the back
Pass the dro
Roll about a half an O
The git citizenship my pimp is international (yee)
You gotta agree
These motherfuckas will probably find
Bin Laden before they find a nigga hotter than me
We on top as far as I can see
And since the hood watching me
My regular trip to the mall is a shopping spree (damn)
I'm the #1 draft pick none of ya'll are topping me (uh huh)
I move around with the plastic you ain't dropping me (uh huh)
They show me love on my city
They fuckin with me and I'm fuckin with them
Nigga G-Unit till the end (Gea)
(CHORUS x2)
Everybody gon' die one day
Whether it's natural cause it's a gunplay
But fuckin with me you sliding down a one way
I keep it gangsta from Monday to Sunday
[Lloyd Banks]
Ya six inches from a coffin (coffin)
So I suggest you stop talkin (talkin)
And make me result to violence (violence)
And you'll no longer be walkin (walkin)
Ya six inches from a coffin (coffin)
So I suggest you stop talkin (talkin)
And make me result to violence (violence) Nigga.. (nigga)
Yeee..
You gotta love it!
Die One Day
Lloyd Banks delivers a gritty, introspective track on 'Die One Day' from the 2010 album H.F.M. 2, showcasing his signature blend of streetwise lyricism and melodic flow. Released during the height of his career, the recording reflects the raw energy and emotional depth characteristic of his work in the mid-2000s hip-hop landscape. The song serves as a testament to Banks' ability to craft narratives about resilience and personal struggle, utilizing a straightforward beat that allows his vocal delivery to take center stage. It stands as a notable song in his discography, capturing the specific zeitgeist of the era while maintaining his distinct artistic voice.