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lyrics
A million ways to die
Stabbed, shot, cheated, and lied on and now your time goes away
So I smoke, cuz I like to know when I go
But it seems that the hate follows my flow, I know niggas wanna kill me
Cuz I spill ill real feel me
Get shot like whiskey
Get hung like I'm back in the 60s
Or tossed of a cliff like a frisbee, but really
I try to understand, we all don't bite the hand that feeds them
Get me mad enough, I'll give you a reason
I foresee you yelling, I can't stop the bleeding
Dim Mak! Just say matte
I don't fear the veil of the beyond, but my thoughts seem kinda fond
Of what is to come when we all correspond to that inevitable time
And we all want to keep our minds closed to the matter
But one day your brains will be scattered
And your soul will leave its fleshy tomb
Or that's what some assume, bloom to a different understanding
Purgatory's been branded
And as you remand this stand, your memory turns to sand
And now you standing in the land of the lost a lot of things in my day
But life seems to move that way
Don't get attached
Cuz one day your whole world will be detached
So catch twenty-two and chew on the proverbial view
Of askew lights, as you recite, your Hail Mary's and chants
CUZ WE ALL GET RELIGIOUS
WHEN WE ARE ABOUT TO BE
PUT IN THE GROUND LIKE PLANTS!
An altered state of mind is how I live
Dig deep through the thoughts of consciousness
Don't want to get caught
Only fear's to be forgot
Wrought in dire straits
As I stare at Death's gates
I know you hate me
But dogg you didn't make me
And there's no fucking way you can take me
So break me, inflate, berate me
Jake the Snake D.D.T, implant niggas it's your fate be
Rap's innate in me
It's enabled me to become
Something greater than the one of the Matrix
You say shit that you do not mean, or can't prove, or back up
You a fiend for the argument
And slick talk, quit walking like you are harder than me
Can't see, cuz you choose too
So be blind, waste of time with your life
When the reaper comes to take you
A bunch of boo-hoo like I should of done
But you are now
Nothing son
And you shall never see the sun rise again
And can't seem to shake the tears away from the eyes of your kin
Passed away like wind, and reality blurs
Eyes of lies are opened like blood stream from the skin
In life
There is no win
We can all just do better
Watch your back, take small strides, grab cheddar
Endure the rough times, run the belt like leather
Your tears only make the day wetter
It won't solve shit, so stop with that fucking gay quip
You fucking people are a trip
Oh! the webs we weave
Just to get over, deceive, can't perceive right from wrong
It ain't black and white, but damn dogg
You niggas don't really try at all
And when the ball is in your court
Nothing but procrastination to report
Now your passion's distort, and you're lost
Can't seem to get across the bridge
I ain't lying man, I fib
But I can't stay in my crib, cuz these big niggas
Try to treat you like a kid nigga
This is it nigga
No coming back
Tit for fucking Tat
An altered state of mind is how I live
Dig deep through the thoughts of consciousness
Don't want to get caught
Only fear's to be forgot
Wrought in dire straits
As I stare at Death's gates
As I ash into dust
Lyrically combust
Powered by lust
No one can adjust
Move you like bus
Fuming like must
Eating the Earth's crust
WE ALL DIE SOMEDAY!
HEY!
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