[Hook Sample - @NOSHIZMANICKA] Why is everyone so scared to die? If I died, I don't think I would even cry Why is everyone so fuckin terrified? If I get run over, I might, I might, I might [Papa] There ain't a motherfucker that know tha real me 'Cept the ones that saw me, jaw blood on pavement My body an underlayment for foundation Buried under homes like a homebody engravement Indebted to my aggression im outlined beneath tha soul of your boot Enslaved, inside this cage made a cleaved clay, above it floor framed If this were my grave, im scared to say, too many hold high, my name, an' I'm ashamed That the thought no one loves my heart enough to save me Bereave me, It creeps into my grave So nave, so naive But imma bit brave Think I'm scared of a grave with a stone on ma name? I fear you all presumed the same Me on a hill for no one ta witness claim Lack your voice on a day ta day No calming on the nights i rage Do I take myself or wait? [Sample Overlay] Why is everyone so scared to die? (" ") Couldn't cry if I did, but for you? (" ") I'd find a way to you as a sacrifice It's value to me to save the value in you, save the worth you hold in truth [Hook Sample - @NOSHIZMANICKA] Why is everyone so scared to die? If I died, I don't think I would even cry Why is everyone so fuckin terrified? If I get run over, I might, I might, I might [Papa] I'm faltered for blamin' my anger on 'em all, comfort from within myself because I believed...you That you took away Jesse in a triple homicide My heart mastized, at age 9, the way you cast those eyes while Ormsby fuckin cried, plea-ing retrial, then retried, he tried to fuckin take tha blame away from'is face but they caught his print on a cig he threw, prints caught in dirt, quite honestly, with pursed lips 'n' a lisp I wish I could put a gun to his nose and hear his bitchy woes, break his mentality tilt his body into a hearse and curse him with living in hurt Life let him be who he is and I'm not about to risk the worth The value of a life With all of that said, God, let's see what made me think I should wind.... ...up dead... [Hook Sample - @NOSHIZMANICKA] Why is everyone so scared to die? If I died, I don't think I would even cry Why is everyone so fuckin terrified? If I get run over, I might, I might, I might [Papa] Broken in bed, these vines of mine the thoughts of rithe arrive in ma mind, a fire Stokin' it ahead, seethin' shines of light frum'ma thoughts inside of fight 'n' climbs, a mountain Climb higher than tha tip of fire reaches of the town yeah My word giant, overglorified over even my own life Morally struggle on site, daily plight I'm cleaving claims that they'd get to know the real me before my flight Departure to tha skies my soul aloof my body's last breath of truth I fear no ruse, I live loose an' abuse the right to utilize, linguistics and brutalized, the idea of what it means to feel alive Crosses nailed through my guise, I'm my own vice, addicted to a craft that's not blind to braille eyes, you feel it in the shack my work exposes my wrath track ta track They all grabbin' onta me like a hauntin' spree, tha idea dawned onta me, a boulder fleeing it's mountain peak I peek the future through tha trees An afterlife ever lastin' happily ever after A fairytale spirit, unlimited paletteable power Fear of death is not in my zodiac I'd preach peace at a podium but then my anger pulls up like a Kodiac, I'm bearin' down on this island of my woes 'n' a shitbox Pontiac Burnt eyes crossed like I gave a nickel 'n' got handed a quarter back When I look back, I think death been chasin' me with every check I'm blessed... ..with Boxed in this grave I only wait not as a weakling I'm just grieving ahead a time so better days may beseech me Til the day my time stands up in my doorside I'll lie my woes in a mic and drop it all for your hearts Unh.. Yeah... It's Papa... [Hook Sample - @NOSHIZMANICKA] Why is everyone so scared to die? If I died, I don't think I would even cry Why is everyone so fuckin terrified? If I get run over, I might, I might, I might
