[Master P]

(Only time will tell n***a
When we die go to heaven or hell n***a)(4X)

When i die n***a don't wanna go to hell though
I been out here hustling trying to get dough
Got da game in my vein won't change
Little homies on the street know my name
Its the M-A-S to tha R-P
A young n***a tryin live in these ghetto streets
Would I die, would I roll, would i retire young
Would a n***a get paid be the out come
Its strictly for the G's so a n***a ball
Thankin mama goddamn don't let your baby fall
I'm out here tryin to make me a little change
Stuck in this muthafuckin dope game
Would i lose tryin to keep my fuckin shoes
Would a young n***a see P on the news
I done seen rappers get their fuckin cap peeled
Say its mafia damn what a bad deal
So the game get hectic so i wanna cheat
Grab my gat kill off my enemies
I'd do fair time n***a but fuck that
I'd rather sleep, split a wig with my crome gat
Cuz I ain't goin less I take two n***as wit me
N***as want P they better come and get me
I ain't hard to find it ain't a rhyme
Its gonna either be your soul or mine
(Only time will tell n***a
When we die go to heaven or hell n***a)(4X)

N***as Die to make covers of magazines
I'd rather be unknown then dead and famous with green
The black hearse roll through da ghetto streets
I made the sign of da cross, glad it ain't me
Not fearing death, just not ready yet
Two stones to my brother, may his soul rest
Retaliation is a must fool (huh)
Some n***as don't play by no fucking rules
In this game get so deep so we gotta ride
Mama don't trip, don't even cry
When its my time to go then I gotta leave
But while I'm here I'm gonna drink hennessy and smoke weed
Is there a heaven for a gansta n***as callin
Trying figure out if they up there ballin
My young n***as getting paid left da earth
Goddamn six feet now he's in da dirt
Church bells rangin hoes sangin
My n***a's up there for gang bangin
Slangin dope, pushin cocoa leaves
Got me stressin down on my knees
Its a risky life wit a fast pace
But where soliders go when they get took away
(Only time will tell n***a
When we die go to heaven or hell n***a)(4X)

[Sons of Funk]

I seen angels crying so many soldiers dying
Tell me when will it end will I get to heaven
Will I see my friends or will i go to hell
Only time will tell

[Mac]

Head first in this world with my eyes impeel
Unaware that these n***as on tha streets is real
Will i survive or will the cold streets shake me
Will them n***as break me before the lord take me out
This son of a bitch I never want it never asked to come
Trapped in a double face not a place to run
Get the gun and buck it let'em know I ain't the one to fuck wit
I stuck with this rough shit
Screaming tell god to make space them n***as killed my ace
And now they tryin make waste of my face
But I'm strapped up and only fifteen full of hatred
I couldn't be the next rapper faced with waste
Cemetary gates all black suits and limos
Family tears and flowers no more shows and videos
After parties hoes come to a cease
Young thug caught one slug rest in peace
(Ughhhhh)
(Only time will tell n***a
When we die go to heaven or hell n***a)