| I don’t know about you, but first thing I wake up every morning |
| look in the mirror say to myself is… |
| I am going to die |
| And I’ve come to terms with that |
| But the when, where, and how’s where the concern is at It’s fucked up that I’ll be dead when I’ve learned all of that |
| Fact is we mustn’t fear it For fear is the mind killer |
| Elijah wanted to die and there ain’t nothing iller |
| There’s life and there’s death |
| All else is just filler |
| So that situation you millin’that got you hella stressed |
| Trust it won’t mean shit once you take your last breath |
| Kick the bucket by the farm |
| Eternal version of forget |
| To set the alarm |
| The deepest sleeper sleeps |
| I’m talking six feet deep |
| That final appointment |
| That we all have to keep |
| You know that knick knack cancels all the rest of your plans |
| In an over-priced box of carpet |
| Rock rocking that eternal b-boy stance |
| Your family and friends come to tears at first glance |
| Regret that they never said what they had to say |
| When they all had the chance |
| Hands down the worst shit |
| That could possibly happen |
| There ain’t nothing like death |
| To straight fuck up your day |
| But ain’t nothin’like living to make that feeling go away |
| So go ahead and play |
| For when the head coach calls a time out |
| You’re permanently benched |
| It’s too late to sulk about how your time was spent |
| Break up’s a bad credit |
| It’s all temporary |
| Be sure to make some memories for all your friends to carry |
| So when your soul slips through your retina |
| You sleep on a stretcher |
| You can rest in peace and know the world won’t forget ya And I’ll catch you on the other side |
| We riders of the sea |
| Who know the world must go on without you and me |