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letra de to be a memory (ft. dudley perkins) - foreign beggars

[intro: dudley perkins]
to be a memory is what we’re all thinkin’
some die on the week, most die on the weekend
couldn’t close your mouth, you just kept on speakin’
and now your body’s leakin’

[verse 1: metropolis]
there’s a million ways to die so choose one
death squad shoot gun, execution
train track stroll, that’s electrocution
one too many hits on the pipe, that’s you done
you can drink-drive, till you swerve and crash
or f-ck around with no johnny, hit that murder gash
and that’s real
earthquakes could have you buried in rubble
have you running from the light at the end of the tunnel
see there’s no trying to elude the hands of fate
when the time comes for funeral plans and ways to say
“the good die young, so live life to the fullest”
third degree burns, stab wounds and stray bullets
natural causes or gang land forfeits
surrounded by family or ‘lone on the co-rs- grit
we start dying on the day that we’re born
but there’s no “rest in peace” when your soul’s been torn

[chorus: dudley perkins]
to be a memory is what we’re all seeking
some die on the week, most die on the weekend
couldn’t close your mouth, you just kept on speakin’
and now your body’s leakin’, yeah
to be a memory is what we’re all seeking
some die on the week, most die on the weekend
couldn’t close your mouth, you just kept on speakin’
and now your body’s leakin’
[verse 2: dudley perkins]
there are one million ways to die so choose one
you could be hung, cancer in the lung
brains blown out by one that’s young
so you can expire, so you can be done
skin lesion from the sun
car crashes, your life flashes in front of your face
swallowed a drink that was laced
life can be one big waste
being the wrong race at the right time or wrong place
by the hands of man, it’s all a part of god’s plan
some die quick, some die in quicksand
always sinkin’, dirty, rotten and stinkin’

[refrain: dudley perkins]
there are one million ways to die, describe one
there are one million ways to die, describe one

[verse 3: orifice vulgatron]
ya, you could get juxed coming back from the shops
or even have your days numbered at the hands of a cop
you only live once, so choose life or move righteous
one false move and that sh-t could leave you lifeless
a few sips deep, car keys, no need to mention
certain people need to put their friends to sleep to learn the lesson
bruv, it’s a strange world, who knows why we’re even here
but i’ma keep believin’ till i leave this here sphere
see, there’s one million ways to die so choose one
but i’ma choose six and roll the dice for pure fun
so who’s dumb? most keep their heads in the air
i say you die the day you let yourself surrender to the fear
has it ever been clear?
our father says that we’ve been scorned
about the fact we start to die the very day that we were born
so praise be your glory, end of story, close the casket
cos even if we learn to love, we die from broken hearts
[chorus: dudley perkins]
to be a memory is what we’re all seeking
some die on the week, most die on the weekend
couldn’t close your mouth, you just kept on speakin’
and now your body’s leakin’
to be a memory is what we’re all seeking
some die on the week, most die on the weekend
couldn’t close your mouth, you just kept on speakin’
and now your body’s leakin’

[verse 4: dudley perkins]
death from assault, and it wasn’t your fault
death from one insult
death can be bought for less than ten g’s
bombs over baghdad overseas
tupac and biggie’s death
you’re in your last breath, no more movement, no life left
see? coffins come in all sizes and shapes
the hands of time is all that it takes
one false move is all that it takes
loved ones crying at your wake, for goodness’ sakes
(my boy!)
when your heart stops and your body drops into the ground
look how all stand around not knowin’
not knowin’…
[outro: dudley perkins]
there are one million ways to die, describe one
there are one million ways to die, describe one
to be a memory is what we’re all seeking
some die on the week, most die on the weekend
couldn’t close your mouth, you just kept on speakin’
and now your body’s leakin’
there are one million ways to die, describe one
you could be hung, you could be hung
cancer in the lung, cancer in the lung
car crashes, drug overdoses
murder
war is a big one, that’s right
anybody else got any suggestions about death?
how about suicide?
how about, just…

- foreign beggars

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