...the scoreboard first!

Explosion, holes blown in my chest like speakers

People screaming louder than some tweeters

I've been the victim of some untimely set

Tripping peeps in the streets

By-standers, children and women

Are watching me fall

Blood spraying on the ground

Must be bust up

As visions of my life begin to gather 'round

Heart pumping and a body of stone is what I feel

Now a prison of internal bleeding, full of steel

Let's keep it really real

I'm hoping I'mma make it

This is the only life I got

And I be damned if you gonna take it

Feeling colder than the polar ice caps

See my boy's frozen face of horror as he reacts

Why did they pop me, was it all over bank?

Because my lungs burning like Haley's Comet

inside a holding tank

Who am I?

What is life?

Did I respect it?

So many questions floating on in the last second

[Violent J]

In the last second of life

(Pain is slipping away)

What if this happenened to you or your boy today?

(How would you feel?)

In the last second of life

I don't wanna die up in this muthafucker tonight

In the last second of life

(Pain is slipping away)

What if this happenened to you or your boy today?

(How would you feel?)

In the last second of life

I don't wanna die up in this muthafucker tonight

Memories are playing my mind like dianetics

Having visions of emergency surgery, anesthetic

Respirators and IV and these

All around me, beside me

Man this all reminds me

Of how so many others met their end and disappeared

There's an evil darkness dropping down,

flowing, coming near

Like the approach of a Holocaust

Bringin the final end, trying to make my own fibers

Soon I'll be dead

Who's gonna care for my family if I die?

Will I spend better time if I recover from the flatline?

Will I become another part of the streets?

Another body riddled with bullets

Underneath the white sheet

With bloodstains

I can't explain the pain

Like butcher knives falling from the sky

Instead of rain

Who am I? What is life?

Did I respect it?

So many questions floating on in the last second

In the last second of life

(Pain is slipping away)

What if this happenened to you or your boy today?

(How would you feel?)

In the last second of life

I don't wanna die up in this muthafucker tonight

In the last second of life

(Pain is slipping away)

What if this happenened to you or your boy today?

(How would you feel?)

In the last second of life

I don't wanna die up in this muthafucker tonight

My vision fades to black

My body started shaking like a basehead

hyped up on a 30 sack

Hearing the toll of the eternity bell

As I feel a dimension door open straight from Hell

Shadows appear, come right up out the ground

Accompanied with red eyes and slithering sounds

Trying to take me down

Where there is no rest

Where the damned live in fire pits and hooks in they flesh

That ain't my type of party

That ain't no Shangri-La

But with a crippled body I'm not making it far

Life is almost gone as I feel claws rake my back

Preachers start to grab hold

Man, this shit is helly whack

And will I see tomorrow is all I'm thinking now

I pray as I hear my boy telling me to hold on

I see that life is turning, think I have a chance

As we reach the hospital, I died up in the ambulance

(*Phone Ringing*)

("This is Ross and I'm not chilling in the hizzle for rizzle my shizzle. The fellas drop a message, girls drop your drawers and I'll see ya around like a donut.)

(*Beep*)

("Ross Baker, this is your landlord. I'm a little concerned. I haven't heard from you in a while and I've been trying to get a hold of you all week and uhh")

(Hahahaha...Caught you with that one scrotum scruffer....Ha ha leave a message.)

(*Beep*)

("Look Ross! I've been trying to get a hold of you. I haven't seen your rent in months. What is going on?!")

(Hahahaha, you fucking horn, gotcha twice with that one bubbleback. Peace!)

(*Beep*)

You fucking..!

(*Slams phone down*)