Lyrics

Laughing in the face of death Higher than a space cadet Aspire to greater steps Kill the game, I arrive just to pay respect All that talking that you do is cheap, you ain't making sense Breaking bread, boy, you couldn't break a thread Making threats, boy, you couldn't make a friend Take offense, over something someone says you said You get slept, make your bed, no escape, save your breath K, what's next? These boys hardly harder I'm like a modern Charlie Parker mixed with Ali Baba Leave these kids more fucked up than that Molly got 'em Like a Lil Scrappy song, you don't want no problems Sigh idly, then reply calmly Lie to me, then rely on me The day is gone, this is after-light But I'm like an old school singer, I'm Gladys Knight Corbin asked me if I'm scared of dying The more I think about it, I'm kind of excited Maybe that's because my mind is sick and demented But death ain't shit but a new adventure Death ain't shit but a new adventure You don't see, but I've been holding back Tempted to do off, end it all at that You can help me if your aim is pure But there's no medicine, you know the cure And I could be low, but I fake, it's my fate Ooh, and I could be alone, why wait on? Uh
Writer(s): Robert John Richardson, Corbin Smidzik Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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