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• If U DIed Tomorrow

Listen to me, listen to da beat.
I’m gonna talk with u right now ‘n I won’t repeat.
Morning or evening, man it’s not important
U know why? Because you’ll die tomorrow.
It’s a joke, but let’s suppose
You’re gonna die like an immature rose
Run into ground by a horse
U can’t even imagine but death is close.
‘n what are u doin’? Waste your life?
How old are u? Twenty five?
U never have some fun. Lemme ask u why?
Why u can’t just say somebody hi?
I have an idea, I think you’re shy.
Say me please, am I not right?
Oh, c’mon, don’t lie to Awyer
I know it’s true because I know ya
You’re an usual man that’s afraid
Being unusual or being shamed
How many times u were at party?
How many times u touched somebody?
How many times u let yourself go?
It’s boring life but it’s comfortable tho.
U always think this way, don’t ya?
U wanna live this way. Want ya?
I guess u don’t, ‘n it is good
Maybe now u can go to Hollywood.
Even if u can’t, man don’t sorrow
U can change your life until tomorrow.

They say they will live a century
Mind will go to fourth dimension
Fuck ‘em all. It’s false sensation.
Life’s so short. It’s my creation.
Live like you’re gonna die in one day
Live like it is your last Sunday.
U can die every day, so what’s the problem?
Hurry, hurry, make a dying
Wish cause u can die tomorrow
‘n your life can go off…

How can I begin the second part of this shit?
Here is one question for u, let’s see it.
How would u live if u died tomorrow?
Who can answer this question? Who? No one?
I’m sure u’d don’t give a damn ‘bout other’s clothes
U’d don’t give a fuck ’bout your game characters
U’d don’t give a damn how other fuck ‘n fucking whores.
U’d don’t give a bit of fuck ‘bout gays or lesbians.
Da world is da world; da world is different.
There’s something annoying ‘n something ridiculous
We hate each other ‘n da world is sick of us
Why do we do it? Our lives are so quick, so fast.
We built our cages of our sins ourselves
Happiness ‘n love? Get out; no one cares
They all try to make money ‘n nothing else!
Doesn’t matter, man; ya’ll got no second chance.
We ain’t the Phoenix! The last breathings are the last breathings! Live it up, yo, it’s your life yeah it is.
In conclusion, I wanna ask ya one more question that will shit ya can’t swallow
Why you’re so sure dat u ain’t gonna die tomorrow?

They say they will live a century
Mind will go to fourth dimension
Fuck ‘em all. It’s false sensation.
Life’s so short. It’s my creation.
Live like you’re gonna die in one day
Live like it is your last Sunday.
U can die every day, so what’s the problem?
Hurry, hurry, make a dying
Wish cause you can die tomorrow
‘n your life can go off…


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