Back up bitch, you need up back up quick, I gotta go, go, go, go

Running the game I be killing these lames every show, show, show, show

OmenXIII comin' up and the people like oh, no, no, no

Stacking up bands and I'm stacking up racks getting mo’, mo’, mo’, mo’

Crows in the sky mean The Reaper is close

Blade at my side ‘cause I don't think they know

What I'm about, hope they never find out

Bitch I'm patiently waiting to get to your throat

Breath in my lungs, and my head hanging low

Death isn't life, it's about letting go

Look in my eyes and you'll see that I've died

I've been resting eternities, longer than most

Walking in a dead zone they call a city

People don't live here, they just sit pretty

Breakin’ they backs for another man's pennies

That ain't hard work, those people just busy

It seems like the scene's gonna come to an end

The place where fake friends make fake friends

Emulating trends just to try to fit in

These people do anything just to get a click

Find something else, find something more

Find something that you find worth living for

It's not up to me to keep making that choice

I can't even find it myself anymore

I have my reasons, and I keep em close

My thoughts are fleeting, my mind cannot hold em

I'm dying at night, every night all alone

I'm living this life feeling like I'm a ghost