Headstone Song Lyrics

Victory, victory
Gold on my neck-, Mr. T
Victory, victory
Zombie Gang reppin' that NYC
Victory, victory
Ice round my neck like I'm Lil Weezy
We run this shit like a pair of cleats
It's hell on earth but this where I be

"Money over bitches" on my headstone
Here lies "Young nigga gettin' paid"
Put "Never take a loss" on my headstone
Only take a L when I'm smokin' haze
Zombie Gang three times on my headstone
Been thuggin' from the Cradle to the Grave
Now your favorite rapper name on a headstone
Too late, he already dead

Imagine when you're 30 thousand feet up what you think of?
Boy, I hated knowin' that my thoughts deterred a dream
'Cause I never knew I'd get my chance to link up
Boy, I tell you, all of this unusual to me
Swear I came from the bottom, Flatbush livin', walkin' dead on
Put your favorite rapper's name up on a headstone
Biggie Big for the cheese and you're dead wrong
Propaganda set the standards in the terrordome

I hit it Doggystyle, she throw it back, yeah, I'm Born to Mack
It's Dark and Hell is Hot, so leave me where I'm at
I'm livin' how I wanna, no Reasonable Doubt
It's clear to see, All Eyez on Me, 400 Degreez
Who am I? Ruthless, Eazy does it
The Chronic smoke in public, Hate It Or Love It
The underdogs, with Liquid Swords
It Was Written in my diary, this Art of War