Mickey Factz The Art Of Death текст песни, слова песни The Art Of Death Mickey Factz
Mickey Factz - The Art Of Death
What? no, no, no you gota be kidding me
Serious? Jean? Dead?
No [x6]
I don't believe you!
Pray for me [x4]
I just want you to
Pray for me [x4]
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 him 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'd grown
You said you was leaving heroin 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 ones for my bro
Get off my back!
This shit is whack, I wana relax
Then tell myself, that this is a act
He's coming back, this is a fact
But he's not, and he won't
Wana leave, but I don't
Then I do, then I see
Myself, what could have been me
Damn
[Talking:]
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
I don't wana die
Floating in the sky
Momma 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 [x4]
I just want you to
Pray for me [x4]
I just want you to talk to the lord
Somebody, please, pray for me
I had a girl, that laid with me
But I duno what she gave to me
Basically, I'm scared now
Body starting to feel weird now
Hearing rumors bout HIV, it's about to take Keith Haring out
Hope 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 would have knew, the devil herself
Unbuckle my belt, fuck with my health
Somebody help, somebody help
Colorful red, colors is sad
Stuck in the bed, wana be dead
Up on the ledge, over the edge
Left deceased, sketch the streets
Death deplete, rest in peace
Now forever, the art of death is my last adventure
[Talking:]
I always wished I died, and I still wish that
Cause I could of gotten the whole thing over with already
Not to mention, dying is the most embarrassing that can ever happen to you
Cause someones gota take care of all your nonsense, when you leave
I don't wana die
Floating in the sky
Momma 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 [x4]
I just want you to
Pray for me [x4]
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