On My Way Out

If I die right now there somethings I want to say

Don't plan for the future cause the future is today

Live ya life like ya dying, cause in reality you are,

Sometimes sacrificed, but keep praying to the stars

Verse 1:

Stay focused, they say the loc'est will die first

But the calm quiet type seems to be the worst, since birth

Off from the basket to the casket was obituary

To fulfill yo life is necessary, it's scary

That you gotta live to die, why ask why?

I need fortification in this situation passing by

Cryin' inside as I get high, as I ride

Through the Southside wonderin' when I'm gon' die

Fuck a try clock tickin' when ya born

When a baby enter this world we need to mourn

My heart's torn apart from the start

Things are never feelin' right,

Runnin' in the night tryna beam up satelite

Shot a kite to that homie feelin' lonely out here

It seems done into things dreams, and nightmares

Trapped in darkness regardless my mind's touched

Ambushed in poverty so life don't matter much

Such envy and misery surroundin' me my destiny,

Is to ball outta control,

Want a leader follow me on a illest journey searchin' for Yahweh

I'm campaigning for him nigga

[Syke sings along with the Chorus]

I wanna lay in a far deep away seclusion

But I can't get away it's an illusion

I'm falling further into darkness,

That's why we heartless

(2x)

Chorus:

Nobody knows what the future holds for you

Don't hesitate do all the things you plan to do

Life's to short, time flies as you grow

I know you don't wanna die,

But one day you have to go

(1x)

Verse 2:

Once told time prosperity's not clear, no fear

My prospective can't find it but it's so near, reappear

Cause I'm almost dead steady dodgin' lead

Wanted by the feds, take me dead, feel what I said,

Step in this world die forever tryna make it

Make a plan get what you can cause niggas fake it

I had to take it cause I see you can't see me wid it,

Searching for greater days, are the ways to get it, shit it's,

Gettin' crazy in the land where nobody cares

A ?placebo? in the mist of the night air

Prepare to get yours, open doors to a money journey

Niggas is counterfeit so bullshit don't concern me,

Follow me and I'll take you where the Gs hang,

Where authentic hogs made it off the street fame

Check game I been and evil mind since '79

Now niggas want me to rewind,

On my way out nigga!

Chorus (along wid Syke)

Verse 3:

I know thugs that'll bury ya

I live in a drug area

Outta sight some nights'll get scarier,

Drivin' on a murder course, no remorse, can't feel,

Even through the pain and sufferin' we keep it real

Let's make a deal I get killed, by a black

If I do, gimme my life back,

On the attack mode, ice cold as I dip ghetto block

Blunt in my mouth, hand on my glock

Poppin' rocks is a past time hobby I take serious,

Some disappear it's mysteriously funny

It's about money where I live and stay

But still ain't got here to this day

I wanna lay in a far deep away seclusion

But I can't get away it's an illusion

Nigga prostitution are the drug trade in the States

Like devil case, they all perpetrate,

I'm on my way out

Chorus (1x) (w/o Syke)

[Syke sings solo]

I wanna lay in a far deep away seclusion

But I can't get away it's an illusion

I'm falling further into darkness,

That's why we heartless

(1x)

Chorus ('til fade)