a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de when i die - a.tone da priest

how could one ever prepare for death, when this
preparation would imply that they we’re still the
keepers of their own life… to lose your livelihood is
to lose yourself, and all remnants of being. no human
ideal can prepare you for what’s next, for death is not
human. may i live?

and when i die (eazy-e), [fill in with radio cut about
death or devil]
and when i die, [another fill in]
and when i die, n-gg-z bury me
the question is will i live know one in the world love
me (2pac)

and when i die i hope to leave a legacy
for all these fake fraudulent -ss n-gg-z pretendin they
envy me
befriending me, simply off the chance that they could
prosper
imposters, who play the roles supporting till the flick
gets tossed up
caught up in fantasies imagining, the baddest dreams
of finer things by living vicariously through the
airing king
not fair to me, but enough ain’t enough till my days
numbered
wonder what it’ll be like when i can’t see, my bodies
under
ground, no sound, no light, no though
no more visions no more l-sting for material things
which can be bought
i sought to change my fate but it’s out of my control
cleanse my soul, dig my hole and make it dirty till
it’s full
and i can’t pull an ounce of energy out my body
flocking crowds, mark the down trodden, by sobbin
my funeral plot in, make it read a dot t
o-n-e the one who change the world he walked say it not
he soon be deceased

and when i’m on the otha side where foreva flames emit
ill be sick, 666 flicted off some twisted sh-t
a menace yet, calm under the watchin eye tormenting us
my entrance must be in through the flames angels ain’t
protecting us
resurrected up from ashes the mentality alive in me
a cry for he, f-ck it cause i’m hopeless til i lie to
sleep
eternally burning me, no savior way up guaranteed
let me do you one betta, it wont happen yall are
mindless sheep
must we teach, a lesson that’s bestowed in from
conception
bettin yall will never learn but still accept these
empty blessins
my confession, i’m godless isnt it i who make my fate
i take no bate, these distractions make it hard to
concentrate
i’m wide awake, no sleepin what’s the sense in this
security
that they provide a n-gg-, tap my mind but they ain’t
hearin me
i’m wearily watchin livin on to get a peak
at what this curious world got in store for me (till i
rest in peace)

- a tone da priest

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS