Lloyd Banks Lloyd Banks - Till The End Lyrics

Lloyd Banks, verse 1

Nobody dead knew they would die before they woke
they probably started of a beautiful day with weed smoke
outta last nights p____ to murder that she wrote
cold sweatin' from the nightmare mind on the C-note
you leave the door open with intentions of fullfillin your visions,
constantly sidetracked, thinkin' bout who's your man and who isn't,
maybe it's nescessary, maybe you're overreacting
maybe you actual downfalls that hoe that you clappin'
maybe your pillow conversations been controllin' their actions,
maybe your homie overheard and never told you what happend,
you look behind you when you turn the corner
cuz death is promised, you've done seen some n____z go before ya,
the threats an honest
and with that lingerin' in the back of your head
you know it's possible that you won't make it back to your bed,
the confusion and jealousy and dishonor'll spin ya
but done nothin' hurt worse though when that gunpowders in ya,

Course

If you're my n____, you're my n____ till the end
f___ a bill, f___ a b____, f___ a benz
let's toast to we die
roll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky
(nanana)
If you're my n____ you're my n____ till we go
one of the few I would take a bullet for
let's toast to we die
roll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky
(nanana)

Lloyd Banks, verse 2

The smell of marijuana reiks off me
I raise hell 'fore I speak softly caught in the mix
put atleast a hundred grand on one hand bought 'em in six,
acknowledge the weaknesses that his man told him to fix
we ain't never left the hood, so we camcorder the trips
I've done watched a n____ go from BET to the brix
s___
her slantered eyes with that chocolate thigh gave me
I'm a bachelor, n____ you ain't knockin' my lady
a lotta these n____z been jockin' mine lately
and I hope he catch that long nap and that rock-a-bye baby,
when two brothers, pushed out of different mommas
close enough to calm victim, put the s___ behind us
the baby boy meet the big time
these hoes watchin' and these n____z tryna get mine
remember back the with lines in ya flattop
hopin' yo' moms ain't the momma on that crackrock

Course

If you're my n____, you're my n____ till the end
f___ a bill, f___ a b____, f___ a benz
let's toast till we die
roll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky
(nanana)
If you're my n____ you're my n____ till we go
one of the few I would take a bullet for
let's toast to we die
roll up the weed and blow the smoke in the sky
(nanana)

Lloyd Banks, verse 3

I keep my mind on my money and my head to the sky
I never really smile much if you was here you'd know why
it's frustration and fire if you look in my eye
the media f___in' me up, right hook in my high
n____z hated on us 'fore the game took us inside
then they opened their arms wide, took the whoppin' and cried,
I got a platnium plaque hangin' on the wall of my crib
and handsome is one of the things they've been callin' the kid,
They watch you close when you copy all them VS stones
If you were tryin' to get it poppin' leave the BS home
I got a sick Diddy broad that gives the best dome
and I'm blowin' on some of the finest weed that's grown
holmes
you won't know when they gon' dump a slug
but you can tell I'm gettin' money from the line out in front the club,
my whole click cacked up, you can't compare the dough
and if it's only one b____, don't even share a hoe..

Course

If you're my n____, you're my n____ till the end
My friend
(nanana)
If you're my n____, you're my n____ till we go
My negro
(nanana)