When I breathe I live a little less, because with each
breath I take a step closer to death. Word bond it's
kinda' fucked up how we're born just to die. Live a
life of poverty underneath dark skies. Sometimes I
wonder does God hear me, is he there, does he know
that life sucks, and if so, does he care, it seems as
the he helps those he doesn't need to making good
niggas turn illegal, forget their peoples. I'll cheat
you duke, I wanna make that green too, it's hard to
feed 2 so I don't need you. Why do what's right when
it all goes wrong? Fuck that sad song, I'ma be the
bomb word is bond it's on its all about the cream
nigga and I'ma live out my dream nigga and be the
richest, rock the flyest clothes get all the bitches.
Fuck them jealous niggas they can lick my dick tip,
and catch the stiff one son, we only got one life to
live dunn, so might as well do your thing now and make
the best of it, or regret the shit you wish you did
for the rest of it. We only get to represent
temporarily so damn right I'ma get mine before the
bury me.