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Death; portrayed by Busta Rhymes + sounds of a shovel digging + a heartbeat
Yeah I know
A lot of you don't plan on the day when you'd have to see me
You see - I'm that nigg* that you should really be afraid of
I dig graves for like you
We gon' get more acquainted at a time when you least expect it
Chorus 2X: female singer
Do you ever think (do you ever think)
What life would be (what life would be)
Where you will go (where will you go)
After you die (after you die)
Death You fked up nigg*!
Busta Rhymes
You know that when that time comes and nobody is checkin
And everything you had is gone in the split of a second
That's when it starts h*ttin the fan and it gets real in this b*tch
Just face the fact your s**t's a wrap and you gotta deal with the s**t
Despite I talk about it, I ain't makin fun of them
I give thanks cause I've been blessed and I ain't one of them
Can't imagine how difficult it is, I know you suspect
that s**t around you is lookin dumb, it's gettin hard to accept it
Alone in the mirror, you look at yourself and you smile
Disregarding the fact your running's been done for a while
Refuse to acknowledge the truth like the mind of a child
Continue frontin, like it's nothin while you live in denial
While all your people around you start to leave you in the same place
You overexert the little you have left to save face
You tryin to hide your expression from lookin worried
on what to do when your career is buried
Chorus
Busta Rhymes
ain't GIVIN a fk about your flows no more
You ain't the star you were, fkin the same hoes no more
Promoters ain't payin and bookin you for shows no more
You ain't whippin the Range, you ain't whippin a Rolls no more
Reality starts to settle in, you're sweatin every wake up
You're broke and now you gotta return your jewelry to Jacob
You run around and you front like you're still on fire
But nobody believes you; and now you live as a liar
You're onnly lyin to yourself cause it's evident in the proof
As your world continues to crumble, come to terms with the truth
You're still holdin on to them days when everything was about you
But don't even remember you enough to just shout you
I remember when you did your thing without a doubt tastefully
The problem was you didn't know when to bow out gracefully
Once told, never burn out, it's best to fade away
Preserve your value so that you can live to see a greater day
People see you and it's bugged that you mean nothin
You doin s**t and front to prove to people you mean somethin
It happens in the vicious when the truth starts to settle in
You step to the door of the club and see that you ain't gettin in
Forgettin you a man first, chasin the fame
Got to remember, morals and principles, reppin your name proper
but most don't, and they whole life hurried
What do you do when your career is buried
Chorus
Death; portrayed by Busta Rhymes + (Busta Rhymes)
Okay
I told you we was gonna get more acquainted
at a time when you least expect it nigg*
I'm here to lay you to rest once and for all coughing
You've been dead a long time but you refuse to accept that s**t
But it's okay coughing
nigg* shut the fcK UP AND GET IN THE BOX nigg*! (WAIT!! Please!)
It was custom built for all like you lid closes
You just don't wanna accept when it's time to hang it up
(Stop! b*tch!) See you in the afterlife nigg* (Wait! HELP!!!)
WHEVER THE fcK THAT IS!! (SOMEBODY HELP!!)
(I CAN'T BREATHE, nigg*!)
(OPEN THIS s**t nigg*!)
(OPEN THIS s**t!! knocking)
(OPEN THIS s**t!! knocking)
Busta Rhymes screams incoherently
(SOMEBODY HELP!! HEY!!)
(OPEN THIS s**t MOTHERfker WHAT YOU DOIN)
(OPEN IT!)
screaming and sounds of the shovel burying him to fade
