Life & Death

Chorus/Hook:
One thing about life - life goes on
Until it's good bye, like so long
But why/does mine/feel like so long?
The thing about life - life won't stop
Verse 1

Can somebody tell me what life is?/(echo)
Cuz all I know is that I don't like it/(echo)
I wish/Mine was/just like a light switch/
Becuause that's one light that I'd switch/
(off)
I quit/
Close my eye lids/
I give/
No fucks if the one you slice is/
The left or right wrist/
Just/gimme a good bye kiss/

Life's a bitch but/
Nothing like her sister/
Can't resist her/
I'd kiss her/
If she rid the/
Tears from my eyes/(screams)
Nothing like the screams from hearing you die/
Things that you see in the dark don't appear in the light/
Where is the sky?/
That's weird, it was right/
Here, in my mind/
Is my conscious really that clear and concise?/
I told you life's a bitch; beware of her bite/

God help me/
I don't know a goddamn thing/
I need a savior in my life, and if God can't be/
This Glock can be/
It's like candy/
Taking/
From a baby/
Better come now if you wanna save me/
But in case you can't see/
[I'm thanking it's a little too late as of lately]/
I've/about had it with my life/
Too much static in my life/

Am I living death or life?/
I really can't decide/
Now it's bugging me, please get me pesticide/
All of my desires are getting pushed aside/
I am the man who can't wait (pause the beat) until he rests his eyes/
The one who sold his soul, but did he check the price?/

Or did I sell/myself/short/just to crash on the shore/
After passing the storm?/
Don't act like this is out of the norm/
Or/like it's never happened before/
I've been a good apple, never bad to the core/
But between life and death, I am practically torn/
Don't wanna become another masterpiece mourned/
But the fact of the matter is I never asked to be born/
Body bag me a corpse/
After you hack in fours/
For/that is the war/
You're/dragging me toward/
Death doesn't discriminate, it/
Makes no difference if you have the cleanest slate if/
You've been incriminated/
Or anything/in between/
It can be/many things/
You can love it, but many men tend to hate it/
Based on what they did/
During the ages/
With their lives, hopefully that may give/
You a bit/
Of an idea/
Of why I need ta/
Tell life bye, see ya/
The next time I see her/
(In hell/)
No, my should/er couldn't be icyer/
Cuz I hate the bitch/
What relationship?/
(That ship sailed/)
Along with its entrails/
And all that it entails/
Well, well, alls well that ends well/
Why pretend that it's swell?/

With gruesome deaths/
Shooting sects/
Crews and cliques/
Blues and reds/
Pirus and crips/
Booze and sex/
People losing heads/
No telling who is next/
You? Your Dad?/
With so much wrong in the world, who's correct?/
But in the end, when you're losing breath/
There's always one girl you'd expect/
To take the pain away/
She's a silent killer; she's mute, she's death/