[verse 1]
The table is set, accept what I have to make of this mess
Suicidal music made it so that arrangin’ my death’s
All the more simple, couldn’t miss, a noose strangles my neck
And all my lyrics attest and show a range of regrets
But that’s a copout, a box office knockout
‘Cause envious ones wanted my woman and the box out
To get the rebound was kill me avoidin’ lockdown
By settin’ up the scene
Or was the culprit the one I gave a ring?
Couldn’t figure what’s up inside of her mind
She sat in silence hearin’ rumors and conspirin’ my
Passin’ if that don’t convince ‘em it’s crime of passion
Psych, I heard an ill joke and died laughin’
But now it’s on you obvious that was a rouse
And so many investigated but they all got duped
The perfect murder start debatin’ as to who had the clues
But what good is what you know if it can’t get proved

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When it’s all said and done I’ll let you decide
Don’t get taken for a fool and call it suicide
‘Cause we all got something that could possess us
After they kill you it’s what they usin’ against us

[verse 2]
Obituary - I was pilotin’ the whip
Fed up with my life and let it spiral in a ditch
But don’t buy into the hype of what they lead to believe
‘Cause avoidin’ jail cell’s why they need to deceive
But CSI failed to check the transmission
Must’ve been mom dukes just sick of the fuckin’ distance
She needed me when pops battled an addiction
But I just disengaged like I was callin’ off a wedding
So how I could blame her? I can’t in any case
‘Cause it was homicide the killers aint premeditate
They broke into the crib lookin’ for the come up
When I’m ‘posed to be out workin’ and that’s when it got all fucked up
Called in sick, woke up to a couple robbers
One smooth, the other one panicked, I caught a hot one
Blaow! Took one right to the temple
They put the gat inside my hands, wiped it of prints, now go avenge us
Victims of the most fatal mistake
See me at my wake feelin’ out of place, and wonder what my sealed my fate
Look deep ‘cause I’m pointin’ to all the signs
Speakin’ from the other side, embrace death and free your mind
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[verse 3]
Sometimes I wonder why I ponder my last breath
It must be ‘cause with every last breath I pass death
Grim reapers, black roses, skull and bone crosses
The ending of a process that we perceive through the scope of darkness
Blind eye to the sufferin’
But never dry eyes in the crowds out there huddlin’
At the open casket and gravestones
Selfish motives for emotions wishin’ they came home
‘Cause unbeknownst to the dearly departed
They get invoked ‘cause the logic is we love creatin’ martyrs
Either way we never get a fair shake
Why you think we shed tears wailin’ as we take our first taste
Of polluted air? bustin’ nuts few to spare
Watch ‘em sink never swim never get to take a dip
Those livin’ yo I pray for them
God bless the dead but I aint finna try playin’ him

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