Niggas are in a state of emergency The death side, mirror damage of where we are today The life side a vision of where we need to go So sign your death certificate Fuck all, y'all Lisa got him Alright, on three, one, two, three Come on brothers we gotta

Just another day for where were you when Just another scrap for this vulture's pen Aftermath won't add up or end Death's the bestseller again This is what we want, you know how to get it Bring it on home, rub our faces in it Give us something shocking,

There is no time to hesitate Don't despair, show no fear Live your life without regrets Don't despair and show no fear In the face of a certain death When we die! From birth we're taught how to survive We're taught how war is waged And there are no men

Can you hear me now? Hear me now Where'd you go? Where's your home? How'd you end up all alone? There's no light, there's no sound Hard to breathe, when you're underground What do I see? As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death

Half of all of this is gonna have to do Is gonna have to do Well it's like... Life after death is life after you Too bad that knife in my back was so heavy I hope she's missing me already Life after this is life after you Felt like the earth was alive

Back to the front Soldier boy, made of clay Now an empty shell Twenty one, only son But he served us well Bred to kill, not to care Do just as we say Finished here, greetings death He's yours to take away

I turned away just one too many times I'm tired of the reasons, sick of all the lies. I looked away just one too many times I'm tired of pretending, that I'm not here, not here to die. This wasn't meant to be a love song, Matter of fact this one's about

Step to me, step to me motherfucker I don't remember asking you about your imperfections You might win one battle But know this, I'll win the fucking war! Strapped with rage, got no patience for victims Sick and tired of the whole fuckin' world Zip your

Looking back I still have so many questions So many things unanswered Like what did I do? What could I do? Was there ever a moment you cared? Or was I always ugly and abandoned Remember all the times you wished me harm You wished me dead How could I have

You'll have to excuse me, I'm not at my best These so called vacations will soon be my death I'm so sick from the drink, I need home for a rest... I've been gone for a month, I've been drunk since I left I've been gone for a week, I've been drunk since I