alive from the start So if the eyes seem to follow your gaze as you gawk Know that in the eyes of the dead, in their shadow you walk Cadavers molded
the living and the deceased We gag on the feast of our grotesqueries Too consumed by consumption to see our own ends We're all dead and only getting deader
Physically, right here besides me Is where I need you to be Keeping me company And take over this whole industry Memories, of when we used to be Too deep
, we always survive, but why? Still, we will survive No matter what, my people just stay alive Still, we will survive No matter what, my people just stay alive
I wonder Will a nigga go under because of his hunger This game is risky If a nigga slips six deep Will these niggaz really miss me Dead partners too
game too long Here's how you want it, you come with guns nigga We cock two, got work? I comp too Block one, we pop two For the love for my family, and
's my desolate role, yeah I'm here all alone I can't think of a reason to get the fuck out of bed Curtains closed, lights are off, am I alive or dead
you read my lips And got scared when you heard that I was coming with hits Now don't even trip, be a man instead Give thanks I'm alive when I should be dead
me My family didn't know what ta do with me Was I somebody they despise, curious look in they eyes As if they wonder if I'm dead or alive, poor momma
change) I never change, this is Jay I am a, Roc representer Hov', summer to winter, Hov', dead or alive Twenty four seven, three sixty five One CD or
I step back and touch their heads and blow their minds I feel I'm ill, I feel I'm reel I feel I'm dead, I feel I died, but I'm alive still The only problem
(Blaze Ya Dead Homie) Sweeter then a bag of cheva dipped in molasses The honey blunt got too much resin up on my glasses You can't see me in the candy
to sleep Cause behind my eyes is something deep One of these days I may never awake Whole body eyes closed staring at pearly gates Looking for a second chance to dance with the dead
dead bodyz dead homiez all over the streetz 55 or 65 of us at least i hang wit the dead till the brake of dawn an fantisize of dead bitchs when i
mastered the minds, the mortal 10 percent Self defense, incarceration couldn't help repent Caught in commotion at the time I felt it, felt intense Him or
the rappers are keeping it real/ they'll never take me alive/ i'ma rap till be killed maneuver the benz they see me dead on one still seventy-one on
, bust a U, then hop out with the pump And make all them niggaz empty all their shit in the trunk Jadakiss in the top 5, dead or alive Spit bees at a