Death At My Door

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May 10, 2002
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-Death At My Door- (My Death)




-HOOK-

In the Event of my Demise...wipe ya eyes/
spread the knowledge in my rhymes taken before my prime/
real shit in ever line..I knew i had to go sometime/
Death at my Door..i'm fallen on floor asking god to let me into heavens door/









-Verse-

scene turns to black my pulse starts to fade, remember me for my words and not my skin shade/
guess its my time wish i could of stayed...i'm laid to rest pour out some liqour party and reminisce/
get on stage rap about laughs and let me witness...in heaven..but just in case i dont make gods list/
his holyness...put blunts and fifths in my casket carry on rap..hope its endless..knowledge in every sentence/
if I ever make it as a legend i'll be taken before my prime, a mastermind premedatating my rhyme/
you hear my music...you'll find that i was a one of a kind in my time, who quit his life of crime/
sheded crocadile tears over the years, another lost soldier back with his fallen peers/
wisdom given to anyone who hears, my lyrics express societys fears, reflecting enviornments like mirrors/
having visions of a hurse death cant be that bad i know i've seen worse, my life was a curse/
time to go but got something to say first, you got to disperse mercy before ya see pearly gates/
give some food on plates..incresing death-rate across our nations...you can change your fates/
cant close my eyes at night afraid they wont open, got me up..writting in the studio smoking quoting Pac/
drinking on henny...HOPING i'll see another day through this broken window we call reality/
to see the truth would be a tragedy...will i die natural or end up as another casualty?/
pray my music lives on after i'm gone..thought it was bout the paper but I was wrong/
gone through pain and suffering for way too damn long...waiting for gods decesion/
the worst fear since thier was religion..keep spitting got skills gifted with vision/
figured i'd die young i had some suspicion..kept wishing for time in the booth making cuts like incisions/
crack my shit in ya ride but check the words out and listen..i made you look like i'm Nas/
making a difference was my cause...using the freedom of speech...showing the truth as some outlaws/
evading cops daily running from a third strike..been telling my storys ever since I was a tike/
how can thier be prejudice when were all alike, end the spite..black and white hear the words from my mic/
days as dark as nights but keep ya head up...keep going, politicians knowing but keep ignoring us/
showing this kurupted systems un-just...growing up bestowing lyrics flowing till a gun bust/
call the coroner...taken the last breath from my lungs...tell me why do the good die young?/
never bite my tongue i'd rather slice my gums...when i'm gone my music lives on describing the slums/
picture me rolling like i'm Pac...In the event of my demise let my soul rise up through the sky/
lived my life with bloodshot eyes..had some high times..my rap defys radio rules with tools/
ending these duels with fools...wonder how long i'll be mourned?..meet my dad at the cross-roads bury me a G../
dont shed no tears for me...memories is where i'll be...a eternity free of the worlds pain..its driving Me insane/
hope when i'm gone you remember my name..pray that i inspired people in my lifes timeframe/
surviving my life thru mary jane, gotta keep spitting while i got a pulse in my main vain its like your on cocaine/
cause you cant sleep on this...its too real crack it in a teal cutlass with ya hand on the wheel/
never let another go without a meal...stop killing drop the steel..hear the wisdom before i'm a done deal/






-HOOK-

In the Event of my Demise...wipe ya eyes/
spread the knowledge in my rhymes taken before my prime/
real shit in ever line..I knew i had to go sometime/
Death at my Door..i'm fallen on floor asking god to let me into heavens door/
 
Nov 27, 2002
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Suspect said:
-Death At My Door- (My Death)




-HOOK-

In the Event of my Demise...wipe ya eyes/
spread the knowledge in my rhymes taken before my prime/
real shit in ever line..I knew i had to go sometime/
Death at my Door..i'm fallen on floor asking god to let me into heavens door/









-Verse-

scene turns to black my pulse starts to fade, remember me for my words and not my skin shade/
guess its my time wish i could of stayed...i'm laid to rest pour out some liqour party and reminisce/
get on stage rap about laughs and let me witness...in heaven..but just in case i dont make gods list/
his holyness...put blunts and fifths in my casket carry on rap..hope its endless..knowledge in every sentence/
if I ever make it as a legend i'll be taken before my prime, a mastermind premedatating my rhyme/
you hear my music...you'll find that i was a one of a kind in my time, who quit his life of crime/
sheded crocadile tears over the years, another lost soldier back with his fallen peers/
wisdom given to anyone who hears, my lyrics express societys fears, reflecting enviornments like mirrors/
having visions of a hurse death cant be that bad i know i've seen worse, my life was a curse/
time to go but got something to say first, you got to disperse mercy before ya see pearly gates/
give some food on plates..incresing death-rate across our nations...you can change your fates/
cant close my eyes at night afraid they wont open, got me up..writting in the studio smoking quoting Pac/
drinking on henny...HOPING i'll see another day through this broken window we call reality/
to see the truth would be a tragedy...will i die natural or end up as another casualty?/
pray my music lives on after i'm gone..thought it was bout the paper but I was wrong/
gone through pain and suffering for way too damn long...waiting for gods decesion/
the worst fear since thier was religion..keep spitting got skills gifted with vision/
figured i'd die young i had some suspicion..kept wishing for time in the booth making cuts like incisions/
crack my shit in ya ride but check the words out and listen..i made you look like i'm Nas/
making a difference was my cause...using the freedom of speech...showing the truth as some outlaws/
evading cops daily running from a third strike..been telling my storys ever since I was a tike/
how can thier be prejudice when were all alike, end the spite..black and white hear the words from my mic/
days as dark as nights but keep ya head up...keep going, politicians knowing but keep ignoring us/
showing this kurupted systems un-just...growing up bestowing lyrics flowing till a gun bust/
call the coroner...taken the last breath from my lungs...tell me why do the good die young?/
never bite my tongue i'd rather slice my gums...when i'm gone my music lives on describing the slums/
picture me rolling like i'm Pac...In the event of my demise let my soul rise up through the sky/
lived my life with bloodshot eyes..had some high times..my rap defys radio rules with tools/
ending these duels with fools...wonder how long i'll be mourned?..meet my dad at the cross-roads bury me a G../
dont shed no tears for me...memories is where i'll be...a eternity free of the worlds pain..its driving Me insane/
hope when i'm gone you remember my name..pray that i inspired people in my lifes timeframe/
surviving my life thru mary jane, gotta keep spitting while i got a pulse in my main vain its like your on cocaine/
cause you cant sleep on this...its too real crack it in a teal cutlass with ya hand on the wheel/
never let another go without a meal...stop killing drop the steel..hear the wisdom before i'm a done deal/






-HOOK-

In the Event of my Demise...wipe ya eyes/
spread the knowledge in my rhymes taken before my prime/
real shit in ever line..I knew i had to go sometime/
Death at my Door..i'm fallen on floor asking god to let me into heavens door/
damn good shit can i post a link to this over in the eat co co forum? I got homies over there in the "bay recovery movement" thread that will really be feelin this. check us out & join up soldier :classic: