Mickey Factz - The Art Of d**h lyrics

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Mickey Factz - The Art Of d**h lyrics

[Thoughts from MauSe] [Intro] What? No no no... is he? You gotta be kidding me. Serious? Jean? Dead? No no no no no no. I don't believe you. Oh no... Pray for me Pray for me Pray for me Pray for me I just want you to pray for me Pray for me Pray for me Pray for me [Verse 1] I just want you to talk to the lord, tell him that I feel desolate Basquiat just left us, overdose left him breathless Am I next on that checklist? Walking into his funeral Wishing I could put a crown on him, that would be so suitable King SAMO Got a Halo But I'm selfish cause I'm wishing God let em stay though When Andy died I thought that's it But I'm standing here at this casket With my friend here I think to myself is the end near? Have I been there? I don't know Don't go! How could you leave, us in the cold Left Honolulu and said that you grown You said you was leaving h**n alone But you was alone, never would know Now I'm here but you dead and gone Shedding a tear, watching it roll Pouring out beer, this one for my bro Get off my back! This sh** is wack! I wanna relax then tell myself that this is an act He's coming back, this is a fact! But he's not, and he won't Wanna leave, but I don't Then I do, then I see Myself, it coulda been me [Break] When people are ready to, they change. They never do it before then, and sometimes they die before they get around to it. You can't make them change if they don't want to, just like when they do want to, you can't stop them [Hook] I don't wanna die Floating in the sky Mama at my casket Looking at her cry Why can't we live forever Someone tell me why Scared for my life Only thing that I can say is: Pray for me Pray for me Pray for me Pray for me I just want you to pray for me Pray for me Pray for me Pray for me [Verse 2] I just want you to talk to the lord Somebody please pray for me I had a girl that laid with me But I don't know what she gave to me Basically, I'm scared now Body starting to feel weird now Hearing rumors bout H.I.V Its about to take Keith Haring out Oh not again Almost out of friends Soon as I try again, just to try and win, I die again This so tiring I have been, to the promise land Where the angel harps and the violins Are the soundtracks to retiring and I'm tired of it What, did I do? Who, did I screw? What did she give? What did she spew? Contaminate me with whatever she grew Whatever she knew, she kept to herself Who woulda knew the devil herself Un-buckle my belt, f** with my health Somebody help! Somebody help! Colorful red Colors are shed Stuck in the bed Wanna be dead Up on a ledge Over the edge Left deceased Sketch the streets d**h complete Rest in peace Nap forever The art of the d**h is my last adventure... [Break] I always wished I'd died, and I still wish that, cause I could have gotten the whole thing over with. Not to mention, dying is the most embarra**ing thing that can ever happen to you, cause someone's got to take care of all your nonsense when you leave [Hook]

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