If I Die lyrics

[Intro: Eric Burden]
And if I die, I know they'll cry

[Verse 1: Asheru]
(Who are you?) Ashe Gordon
(What is this?) Solo recording
(Who is that?) HL production in the board and it's kinetic
The first word we said it, the rest is just magic
(Black Lincoln) The end of it gets just tragic, huh
Speak in tongues and prophesize
Nah, I ain't psychic, I'm just high
But when I'm sober, I'm a soldier of fortune
For the dough or the Porsches
You would think it's extortion, huh
The way I poli for the cracker
I determine my worth while others ask
What could they get if they spit on some sh*t
Like they hit rock bottom with they hand out
They ain't figured they plan out
See, me? I stand out
Ain't that what an artist do?
Y'all n*ggas is just tracing calling it freehand
I'm the original b-boy article, yeah

[Verse 2: Agent 006]
(Now who are you?) The Agent
(What is this?) It's so rewarding
(What you do?) Nowadays, I'm rocking with Ashe Gordon
If not that, I'm laying the track
Tagging it strictly from the back
Or calling him about recording (Hey?)
Hey yo, we need more sh*t
So,we gotta make these hits
I wanna see a sexy shorty move her hips
Shaking her shimmy while she's sucking on her lips
Sending me signals to the utmost
Like she could ride me all night
Wake up and serve french toast
I wouldn't mind, that would be the most
I'ma teach 'er about undercover the second she draws close
(Black Lincolns)
(Them Black Lincolns some sexy motherf*ckers)