I’M READY TO DIE AND NOBODY CAN SAVE ME x8

VERSE ONE
If I had a day to live there’d be no chilling,
I’d be illin DL would play the villain,
Killing all these phony Mc’s that would be living,
Talking about how they wreck mics and got vision,
Play all my jazz albums make beats and think songs,
Tomorrow may be another day but I’ll be gone,
Funeral arrangements, strangers looking,
But never stopping, I’d take a limousine and go shopping,
Intoxicated with liquor and start smoking,
My heart would be sad but on the streets I’d be joking,
No need to lie many will cry,
As time goes by tell Stixx to play this song when I die,
Once for me twice for my family,
Three times for my peeps because it’s not easy,
Never doing nothing under cover,
I’d give all my assets to my brother and tell my girl I love her.

I’ve got twenty-four hours to go my times near,
I’m feeling scared, my mind is feeling weird,
To calm my nerves I [bad word] a cigar puffer,
It’s getting rougher, why do I have to suffer?
I’ve got to live this day through it’s nearly over,
Making calls from London down to Oklahoma,
This day is Christmas and another birthday,
This day could be my best day and also be my worst day,
I’d rob the rich and give the poor some green (money)
Building sess (marijuana) with my DJ so we’re feeling lean (high)
Yo who wants to test me? You don’t want to stress me,
I’ll slap the face of any policeman, who wanted to arrest me,
Go to court the same day holding a can of Special Brew (beer)
If the judge wants to front he’ll get slapped up too,
Tell the jury that if I see they have no sorrow,
At least they get to see tomorrow.

My residence is the H.A.C. streets,
Plant trees in my memoriam for rhymes and beats,
Whichever is the taller then for that I’ll be blessed,
Listen to my tapes of (a tribe called) quest before they lay me to rest,
Make sure I ain't stressed and my mind is easy,
So my thoughts escalate to the highest degree,
I’d think about my people’s each side of the equator,
And the last word I’ll say is later (later, later)