Lyrics Only Time Will Tell - Master P , Sons of Funk

Uh, uh, uh, uh
I wonder where my true niggas go
When they hit that crossroad

Only time will tell, nigga
When we die, go to Heaven or Hell, nigga
Only time will tell, nigga
When we die, go to Heaven or Hell, nigga
Only time will tell, nigga
When we die, go to Heaven or Hell, nigga
Only time will tell, nigga
When we die, go to Heaven or Hell, nigga

When I die, nigga don't wanna go to Hell
I've been out here hustlin', tryin' to get dough
Got the game in my vein, won't change
Lil' homies on the street know my name
It's the M-A-S to the R-P
A young nigga tryin' to live
In these ghetto streets

Will I die, will I roll, will I retire young?
Will a nigga get paid be the outcome?
It's strictly for the G's so a nigga ball
Thankin' Mama, God, don't let your baby fall
I'm out here tryin' to make me a lil' change
Stuck in this motherfuckin' dope game

Would I lose tryin' to keep my fuckin' shoes?
Or would a young nigga see P on the news?
I done seen rappers get their fuckin' cap peeled

Say it's Mafia, damn what a bad deal
So the game get hectic so I wanna cheat
Grab my gat, kill off my enemies
Or do Fed time, nigga, but fuck that
I'd rather scoop, split a wig with my chrome gat

'Cause I ain't goin' 'less I take a few niggas with me
Niggas want the P, they better come and get me
I ain't hard to find, it ain't a rhyme
It's gon' either be your soul or mine

Only time will tell, nigga
When we die, go to Heaven or Hell, nigga
Only time will tell, nigga
When we die, go to Heaven or Hell, nigga
Only time will tell, nigga
When we die, go to Heaven or Hell, nigga
Only time will tell, nigga
When we die, go to Heaven or Hell, nigga

Niggas die to make covers of magazines
I'd rather be unknown
Than dead and famous with green
The black hearse rolled through the ghetto streets
I made the sign of the cross that it ain't me
Not fearin' death, just not ready yet
Two stones to my brother, may his soul rest

Retaliation is a must, fool
Huh, some niggas don't play by no fuckin' rules
And this game get so deep so we gotta ride
Mama, don't trip, don't even cry
When it's my time to go then I gotta leave
But while I'm here I'ma drink Hennessy and smoke weed

Is there a Heaven for a gangsta? Niggas callin'
Tryin' to figure out if they up there ballin'
My young niggas gettin' paid, left the earth
God damn, six feet, now he's in the dirt
Church bells ringin', hoes singin'

My niggas up there for gangbangin'
Slangin' dope, pushin' coca leaves
Got me stressin', down on my knees
It's a risky life with a fast pace
But where soldiers go when they get took away?

Only time will tell, nigga
When we die, go to Heaven or Hell, nigga
Only time will tell, nigga
When we die, go to Heaven or Hell, nigga

I've seen angels cryin'
So many soldiers dyin'
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

Head first in this world with my eyes unpeeled
Unaware that these niggas on the streets is real
Will I survive or will the cold streets shake me?
Will them niggas break me before the Lord take me?
Out this son of a bitch, I never wanted

Never asked to come, trapped in the Devil's face
Not a place to run, get the gun and buck it
Let 'em know I ain't the one to fuck with
I'm stuck with this rough shit, screamin"
"Tell God to make space"

Them niggas killed my ace
And now they tryin' to make waste of my face
But I'm strapped up in army fatigues, full of hatred
I couldn't be the next rapper faced with wakes

Cemetery gates, all black suits and limos
Family tears and flowers
No more shows or videos, after party hoes come to a cease
Young thug caught one slug, rest in peace

Only time will tell, nigga
When we die, go to Heaven or Hell, nigga