Mickey Factz
Mickey Factz - The Art Of Death songtekst
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[Talking] What? no, no, no you gota be kidding me Serious? Jean? Dead? No [x6] I don't believe you! Pray for me [x4] I just want you to Pray for me [x4] I just want you to talk to the lord Tell him that, I feel desolate Basquiat just left us Overdose left him breathless Am I next on that checklist? Walking into his funeral Wishing I could put a crown on him That would be so suitable King SAMO Got a halo But I'm selfish, cause I'm wishing God let him stay though When Andy died, I thought, that's it But I'm standing here, at this casket With my friend here I think to myself, is the end near? have I been there? I don't know, don't go How could you leave, us in the cold Left Honolulu, and said that you'd grown You said you was leaving heroin alone But you was alone, never would know Now I'm here, but you dead and gone Shedding a tear, watching it roll Pouring out beer, this ones for my bro Get off my back! This shit is whack, I wana relax Then tell myself, that this is a act He's coming back, this is a fact But he's not, and he won't Wana leave, but I don't Then I do, then I see Myself, what could have been me Damn [Talking:] When people are ready to, they change They never do it before then And sometimes they die before they get around to it You can't make them change, if they don't want to Just like, when they do want to, you can't stop them I don't wana die Floating in the sky Momma at my casket Looking at her cry Why can't we live forever? Someone tell me why Scared for my life Only thing that I can say is Pray for me [x4] I just want you to Pray for me [x4] I just want you to talk to the lord Somebody, please, pray for me I had a girl, that laid with me But I duno what she gave to me Basically, I'm scared now Body starting to feel weird now Hearing rumors bout HIV, it's about to take Keith Haring out Hope not again Almost out of friends Soon as I try again, just to try and win I die again This so tiring I have been, to the promise land Where the angel harps and the violins Are the soundtracks to retiring and I'm tired of it What, did I do? Who, did I screw? What did she give? what did she spew? Contaminate me with whatever she grew Whatever she knew, she kept to herself Who would have knew, the devil herself Unbuckle my belt, fuck with my health Somebody help, somebody help Colorful red, colors is sad Stuck in the bed, wana be dead Up on the ledge, over the edge Left deceased, sketch the streets Death deplete, rest in peace Now forever, the art of death is my last adventure [Talking:] I always wished I died, and I still wish that Cause I could of gotten the whole thing over with already Not to mention, dying is the most embarrassing that can ever happen to you Cause someones gota take care of all your nonsense, when you leave I don't wana die Floating in the sky Momma at my casket Looking at her cry Why can't we live forever? Someone tell me why Scared for my life Only thing that I can say is Pray for me [x4] I just want you to Pray for me [x4]