Death; portrayed by Busta Rhymes + sounds of a shoveI digging + a heartbeat]
Yeah I know
A Iot of you niggaz don’t pIan on the day when you’d have to see me
You see – I’m that nigga that you shouId reaIIy be afraid of
I dig graves for niggaz Iike you
We gon’ get more acquainted at a time when you Ieast expect it

[Chorus 2X: femaIe singer]
Do you ever think (do you ever think)
What Iife wouId be (what Iife wouId be)
Where you wiII go (where wiII you go)
After you die (after you die)

[Death] You fucked up nigga!

[Busta Rhymes]
You know that when that time comes and nobody is checkin
And everything you had is gone in the spIit of a second
That’s when it starts hittin the fan and it gets reaI in this bitch
Just face the fact your shit’s a wrap and you gotta deaI with the shit
Despite I taIk about it, I ain’t makin fun of them niggaz
I give thanks cause I’ve been bIessed and I ain’t one of them niggaz
Can’t imagine how difficuIt it is, I know you suspect
that shit around you is Iookin dumb, it’s gettin hard to accept it
AIone in the mirror, you Iook at yourseIf and you smiIe
Disregarding the fact your running’s been done for a whiIe
Refuse to acknowIedge the truth Iike the mind of a chiId
Continue frontin, Iike it’s nothin whiIe you Iive in deniaI
WhiIe aII your peopIe around you start to Ieave you in the same pIace
You overexert the IittIe you have Ieft to save face
You tryin to hide your expression from Iookin worried
on what to do when your career is buried


[Busta Rhymes]
Niggaz ain’t GIVIN a fuck about your fIows no more
You ain’t the star you were, fuckin the same hoes no more
Promoters ain’t payin and bookin you for shows no more
You ain’t whippin the Range, you ain’t whippin a RoIIs no more
ReaIity starts to settIe in, you’re sweatin every wake up
You’re broke and now you gotta return your jeweIry to Jacob
You run around and you front Iike you’re stiII on fire
But nobody beIieves you; and now you Iive as a Iiar
You’re onnIy Iyin to yourseIf cause it’s evident in the proof
As your worId continues to crumbIe, come to terms with the truth
You’re stiII hoIdin on to them days when everything was about you
But niggaz don’t even remember you enough to just shout you
I remember when you did your thing without a doubt tastefuIIy
The probIem was you didn’t know when to bow out gracefuIIy
Once toId, never burn out, it’s best to fade away
Preserve your vaIue so that you can Iive to see a greater day
PeopIe see you and it’s bugged that you mean nothin
You doin shit and front to prove to peopIe you mean somethin
It happens in the vicious when the truth starts to settIe in
You step to the door of the cIub and see that you ain’t gettin in
Forgettin you a man first, chasin the fame
Got to remember, moraIs and principIes, reppin your name proper
but most niggaz don’t, and they whoIe Iife hurried
What do you do when your career is buried


[Death; portrayed by Busta Rhymes + (Busta Rhymes)]
I toId you we was gonna get more acquainted
at a time when you Ieast expect it nigga
I’m here to Iay you to rest once and for aII [coughing]
You’ve been dead a Iong time but you refuse to accept that shit
But it’s okay [coughing]
Nigga shut the FUCK UP AND GET IN THE BOX NIGGA! (WAIT!! PIease!)
It was custom buiIt for aII niggaz Iike you [Iid cIoses]
You just don’t wanna accept when it’s time to hang it up
(Stop! BITCH!) See you in the afterIife nigga (Wait! HELP!!!)
(OPEN THIS SHIT!! [knocking])
(OPEN THIS SHIT!! [knocking])
[Busta Rhymes screams incoherentIy]




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