Tekst:
Living Death Last Birthday

your Birthday - birthday it's your last Your dead dog's eyes watchin' you Birthday - birthday it's your last Birthday - birthday it's your last Birthday - birthday

shit We can live great on the states and live mad rich I guess God need the soldiers in heaven Soldier you was and soldier forever, and ever You were my first, my last

real funny, yo you know how we go Yeah, motherfucking peoples, uh, without the egos And I'll do anything for you, even give my last breath I wish you the best, man, I love you to death

tell me everything I know from youth till I grown So why you waiting to tell me how the problems grown And you died on your birthday It was my worst

More to the stress I try to live my life day by day And ignore the rest It's so fucked up I can feel life More than I feel death Split second And picture

arm so you legacy could live on you said "P be strong" with out you we all alone I know its been a few years you your birthday we shed tears and i

can't protect me or expect me to not struggle an' fight 'Cause see death is a part of life What I wouldn't give for one more day wit you One last embrace

face with him that one last time. My failure to attend intensified my parents' resentment for me even more. But from that moment on, nothing seemed to matter, especially that living

street bully cut the check for ten grand [Doap Nixon:] I made a promise that I never get high I ain't scared of death, I'm scared to live wantin' to