Текст песни Big Syke - On My Way Out
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Intro: SykeIf I die right now there somethings I want to sayDon`t plan for the future cause the future is todayLive ya life like ya dying, cause in reality you are,Sometimes sacrificed, but keep praying to the starsVerse 1:Stay focused, they say the loc`est will die firstBut the calm quiet type seems to be the worst, since birthOff from the basket to the casket was obituaryTo fulfill yo life is necessary, it`s scaryThat you gotta live to die, why ask why?I need fortification in this situation passing byCryin` inside as I get high, as I rideThrough the Southside wonderin` when I`m gon` dieFuck a try clock tickin` when ya bornWhen a baby enter this world we need to mournMy heart`s torn apart from the startThings are never feelin` right,Runnin` in the night tryna beam up sateliteShot a kite to that homie feelin` lonely out hereIt seems done into things dreams, and nightmaresTrapped in darkness regardless my mind`s touchedAmbushed in poverty so life don`t matter muchSuch envy and misery surroundin` me my destiny,Is to ball outta control,Want a leader follow me on a illest journey searchin` for YahwehI`m campaigning for him nigga[Syke sings along with the Chorus]I wanna lay in a far deep away seclusionBut I can`t get away it`s an illusionI`m falling further into darkness,That`s why we heartless(2x)Chorus:Nobody knows what the future holds for youDon`t hesitate do all the things you plan to doLife`s to short, time flies as you growI know you don`t wanna die,But one day you have to go(1x)Verse 2:Once told time prosperity`s not clear, no fearMy prospective can`t find it but it`s so near, reappearCause I`m almost dead steady dodgin` leadWanted by the feds, take me dead, feel what I said,Step in this world die forever tryna make itMake a plan get what you can cause niggas fake itI had to take it cause I see you can`t see me wid it,Searching for greater days, are the ways to get it, shit it`s,Gettin` crazy in the land where nobody caresA ?placebo? in the mist of the night airPrepare to get yours, open doors to a money journeyNiggas is counterfeit so bullshit don`t concern me,Follow me and I`ll take you where the Gs hang,Where authentic hogs made it off the street fameCheck game I been and evil mind since `79Now niggas want me to rewind,On my way out nigga!Chorus (along wid Syke)Verse 3:I know thugs that`ll bury yaI live in a drug areaOutta sight some nights`ll get scarier,Drivin` on a murder course, no remorse, can`t feel,Even through the pain and sufferin` we keep it realLet`s make a deal I get killed, by a blackIf I do, gimme my life back,On the attack mode, ice cold as I dip ghetto blockBlunt in my mouth, hand on my glockPoppin` rocks is a past time hobby I take serious,Some disappear it`s mysteriously funnyIt`s about money where I live and stayBut still ain`t got here to this dayI wanna lay in a far deep away seclusionBut I can`t get away it`s an illusionNigga prostitution are the drug trade in the StatesLike devil case, they all perpetrate,I`m on my way outChorus (1x) (w/o Syke)[Syke sings solo]I wanna lay in a far deep away seclusionBut I can`t get away it`s an illusionI`m falling further into darkness,That`s why we heartless(1x)Chorus (`til fade)