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Esham - I'd Rather Be Dead lyrics
In order to make that trip to the future As efficiently as possible There's certain things in the past You'll have to leave in the past I'd rather be dead Than living in a world like this With nothing to eat No shoes on my feet Can't get a job 'cause my skin color Can't get a cab 'cause I'm a brother My back's against the wall In fear I might fall My last words when I die Will be fuck yall hoes Nobody knows me Nobody owes me shit So suck my dick I'd rather be dead 'cause I'm sick Of all this racism KKK shit All brothers aint bad But see you treat us like animals So we tend to get mad This is for the suicidalists I'd rather be dead Grab a nine and I might just Cross my heart and hope to die Pull the trigger And kiss the whole world good bye This is for my dead homies Dead bodies found layin' in my pocket But ya don't know me You still creamin' on my old shit But I aint said nothing new It's just that you don't know shit I'm still knockin' 'em out Knockin' 'em dead Did what I said 'Cause I'd rather be dead I'd rather be dead I'd rather be dead no jokin' No use prayin' With the preacher for money It ain't workin' No use gettin' me a nine to five 'Cause either way you look at it I'm breakin' my back to be alive It goes something like that Then something like this Next thing you know I get pissed My life is up an down How you think that sound I'd rather be dead I can't fuck around Time is wastin' Lost the rat racin' I just found out My dad's free basin' Problems fall on my head like a ton of bricks And all I wanna do is get my gun quick Bad news Bad signs And everytime I wanna talk Somebody tell me it's a bad time Another victim of circumstance Mislead That's why I'd rather be dead For those of you who had trauma in the past (I'd rather be dead) Experienced set backs Love didn't work out for ya I'd rather be dead 'cause I'm pissed off And I'm mad at the world I ain't got to girl or no money Everything's sad but funny Everybody seems to think I'm a dummy But I'm gonna show 'em all I won't miss none of yall Try to figure out why I did it You think you know it I'm gonna hold my breath And wish my death And when I open my eyes I wish that there's no more life left in my body So I can party with the devil 'Cause I'm goin' to hell Might aswell Soul and body Embedded in a wooden box When they put me in the ground People just couldn't stop cryin' 'Cause they heard my soul is dyin' I'm going to hell So you can stop tryin' to pray for me You Should've talked to me Now I'm gonna haunt your ass Every night you sleep You better heed the word That the dead man said 'Cause one day You'll rather be dead There's present tense There are problems There are solutions When we dwell too much on the problems Your not spending enough time Quality time On the solutions The solutions are the only thing that will delete the problems |
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