Life Is Death Is (So Damn Good)

Life is not short.

Life is fucking long.

A lot happens.

Try to make the best of it.

Life is, nothing but pain and crisis, and little bitty slices

Of death and trying to gauge the depth of how deep the black ice is

There's a hammer in my fist, as I write this

Righteous, verse and, lyrics of lifeless persons

Spirit turns to ices

And it rises

Deified, these words should be inscribed

Into the horizons, and the bleeding skies, as the mayans

Countin' 365 on a calendar stone with

A mask in the middle as I'm sippin' on a flask

Of a little goat blood that the kid'll soak up

During sacrifices, fuck who you think raps the nicest

These are songs that I'm saving lives with, dryin' eyelids

Providin' my kids, with a vibe that's timeless

And a time that's vibrance is so hard to find

It you might need (typhen hydra)

Man, I got goals and aspirations but I don't, have, dreams

'Cause dreams are just your memories bein' organized and processed

And when you're asleep you can't make progress, on your conquest

During the onset of rem sleep they say beauty is skin deep

Man beauty ain't skin deep, beauty is just skin, cheap

Little, cliche's and platitudes

Get a mean face, get an attitude

Get a gun, get a horse, get a nice pair of boots

Get a clean shave and a saddle too

And ride up outta town, try to find the sun

And get so high you die as it comes down if they like you you'll be found

I can't accelerate the time, bloody hell is on my mind

But at least I'm feeling so damn good

And in my life man everything is grey, even death

Might come today, but at least I'm feeling so damn good

It's strange I can't accelerate the time, bloody

Hell is on my mind, but at least I'm feeling so damn good

And in my life man everything is grey, even death

Might come today, but at least I'm feeling so damn good

Death is, the day they find you breathless

Left with, no comprehension of the day you

Once thought life was precious

Now press this

Pen to the page and write your death wish

Aight done

Got a little way cause I'm blinded by the white sun, by the white sun

I'm sick of all the fame

It's like a ball and chain

And I ain't calling names, but a met a couple

Celebrities recently but fuck if they ain't all insane

Every single one of them they all the name

I don't got a mansion they call me lame

They call and ask if I can get them a baller cane

And when I tell them hell no they never call again

Because that's not me, I give a fuck about the

Damn paparazzi, I don't ever want to meet a man

I don't wanna compromise my sound no care

Of the means that I'm never gonna be the man

All you little juvenile motherfuckers you can run

Around trying to be the king of rap

And I'mma be the best husband, and be the best

Father to my little boy, little boy, tell me what you think of that?

Probably think it's wack, you'd rather just have money and clothes

Nothin' really matters like that, as long as you get to stunnin' these hoes

But you're stuntin' your growth

I wanna just bloody your nose

Damn, stop numbing your soul

Try to have a little fucking control

But you can't 'cause I'm here, oh my God, motherfucking damn it's my year

I'm in your mouth like a can of light beer

Keeping count of the planet's lightyears

I'm workin' in these boots and old ass jeans

See I got goals and aspirations but I don't have dreams

'Cause dreams are just your memories bein' organized and processed

And when you're asleep you can't make progress, on your conquest

During the onset of rem sleep they say beauty is skin deep

Man beauty ain't skin deep, beauty is just skin, and it's fucking cheap!

I can't accelerate the time, bloody hell is on my mind

But at least I'm feeling so damn good

And in my life man everything is grey, even death

Might come today, but at least I'm feeling so damn good

I say I can't accelerate the time, bloody hell

Is on my mind, but at least I'm feeling so damn good

And in my life man everything is grey

Even death might come today, but at least I'm feeling so damn good