You wana die like brain cells gettin fried off of crack hits all night/
Stage fright is da sensation you feel around da nation/
Cockasians got it made while we get fucked and laid away/
Working for minimum wage while this fuckas locks us in a cage/
Fuck it, turn da page, tha same stage like mario world stuck in a
maze/ Dazed and confused, you cant refuse tha sensation da gives you da cue/ Rick rude shakin hips dude, acts so lude, like veins cutt from a broken brew./ Chew da graphic reality da moves around tha atmosphere you sheer and try to perfect/ You feel neglect and face nothin but a faded black thought, brought by your own cause/ This shit is real, death is a mass appeal, people wana feel the next destenition as you try to feel the real deal about this contemplation/ Their is no stopping this mortal stage, we all goota die some day.. / But believe dat we will be saved by our mental stage../ So don't be afraid about sudden death in a pich black thought/ Cought in suspended animation shot in a situation dat has no altercation just flatlines beeping longer dan da san andreas fault line/ This is one of my best rymes since i have been through the same path/ Feel my rath like two hippos taking a bath, smack you with a bat in yo knee caps talking mad raps fitting through yo big ass gaps in between ya ass/
I 'm out smokin da grass dat sudes my pain to be free until i last.