... first! cocks, fires* Explosion, blown in my chest Speakers People louder than some queers I've been the of some untimely set Trippin' in the streets By-standers, and women Are watchin me Blood sprayin on the Must be up As visions of my life begin to round Heart pumpin and a of stone is what I feel Now a prison of internal bleeding full of Let's keep it real, I'm I'ma make it is the only life I got and I be if you gon take it Feelin' than the polar ice caps See my boy's frozen face of as he reacts Why did pop me, was it all over bank? Because my lungs burnin like Haley's inside a holding tank Who am I? is life? Did I it? So many questions floatin on in the second In the last of life is slippin away What if this to you or your boy today? How you feel? In the second of life I don't wanna die up in muthafucker tonight In the last of life Pain is away What if happenened to you or your boy today? How you feel? In the second of life I wanna die up in this muthafucker tonight are playin my mind like dienetics Havin visions of emergency surgery, Respirators and IV and All around me, me Man all reminds me Of how so many others met end and disappeared There's an evil darkness droppin down, flowin, near Like the approach of a Bringin the final end, trying to my own fibers Soon be dead gonna care for my family if I die? Will I spend better time if I from the flat line? I become another part of the streets? Another body riddled bullets Underneath a white bloodstains, I can't explain the Like butcher falling from the sky of rain Who am I? is life? Did I it? So many questions on in the last second In the second of life is slippin away What if happenened to you or your boy today? How you feel? In the last of life I wanna die up in this muthafucker tonight In the last of life Pain is away What if this happenened to you or your boy How you feel? In the last second of I don't wanna die up in this tonight My fades to black, My body started Like a hyped up on a 30 sack Hearing the toll of the eternity As I feel a dimension door open straight from appear, come right up out the ground Accompanied with red eyes and slitherin Tryin to me down Where there is no Where the live in firepits and hooks in they flesh That ain't my of party, That no Shrangri-La But with a crippled I'm not making it far Life is gone as I feel claws rake my back start to grab hold Man this is helly whack And will I see tomorrow is all I'm now I as I hear my boy telling me to hold on I see that is turnin, think I have a chance As we the hospital, I died up in the ambulance *phone C'mon, picks up* This is Ross and I'm not chillin in the hizzle for rizzle my shizzle, the fellas drop a message, girls drop your drawers and see ya around like a donut Ross Baker, this is your landlord. I'm a little concerned. I haven't heard from you in a and I've been tryin to get a hold of you all week and uhh *machine Hahahaha...Caught ya with that one scruffer....Haha leave a message Look Ross! been tryin to get a hold of you. I haven't seen your rent in months, what is goin on?! a third time* Hahahaha, you corn, gotcha twice with that one bubbleback, peace! You fuckin..!