Intro: Syke    If I die right now there somethings I want to say  Don't plan for the future cause the future is today  Live ya life like ya dying, cause in reality you are,  Sometimes sacrificed, but keep praying to the stars    Verse 1:    Stay focused, they say the loc'est will die first  But the calm quiet type seems to be the worst, since birth  Off from the basket to the casket was obituary  To fulfill yo life is necessary, it's scary  That you gotta live to die, why ask why?  I need fortification in this situation passing by  Cryin' inside as I get high, as I ride  Through the Southside wonderin' when I'm gon' die  Fuck a try clock tickin' when ya born  When a baby enter this world we need to mourn  My heart's torn apart from the start  Things are never feelin' right,  Runnin' in the night tryna beam up satelite  Shot a kite to that homie feelin' lonely out here  It seems done into things dreams, and nightmares  Trapped in darkness regardless my mind's touched  Ambushed in poverty so life don't matter much  Such envy and misery surroundin' me my destiny,  Is to ball outta control,  Want a leader follow me on a illest journey searchin' for Yahweh  I'm campaigning for him nigga    [Syke sings along with the Chorus]  I wanna lay in a far deep away seclusion  But I can't get away it's an illusion  I'm falling further into darkness,  That's why we heartless  (2x)    Chorus:  Nobody knows what the future holds for you  Don't hesitate do all the things you plan to do  Life's to short, time flies as you grow  I know you don't wanna die,  But one day you have to go  (1x)    Verse 2:    Once told time prosperity's not clear, no fear  My prospective can't find it but it's so near, reappear  Cause I'm almost dead steady dodgin' lead  Wanted by the feds, take me dead, feel what I said,  Step in this world die forever tryna make it  Make a plan get what you can cause niggas fake it  I had to take it cause I see you can't see me wid it,  Searching for greater days, are the ways to get it, shit it's,  Gettin' crazy in the land where nobody cares  A ?placebo? in the mist of the night air  Prepare to get yours, open doors to a money journey  Niggas is counterfeit so bullshit don't concern me,  Follow me and I'll take you where the Gs hang,  Where authentic hogs made it off the street fame  Check game I been and evil mind since '79  Now niggas want me to rewind,  On my way out nigga!    Chorus (along wid Syke)    Verse 3:    I know thugs that'll bury ya  I live in a drug area  Outta sight some nights'll get scarier,  Drivin' on a murder course, no remorse, can't feel,  Even through the pain and sufferin' we keep it real  Let's make a deal I get killed, by a black  If I do, gimme my life back,  On the attack mode, ice cold as I dip ghetto block  Blunt in my mouth, hand on my glock  Poppin' rocks is a past time hobby I take serious,  Some disappear it's mysteriously funny  It's about money where I live and stay  But still ain't got here to this day  I wanna lay in a far deep away seclusion  But I can't get away it's an illusion  Nigga prostitution are the drug trade in the States  Like devil case, they all perpetrate,  I'm on my way out    Chorus (1x) (w/o Syke)    [Syke sings solo]  I wanna lay in a far deep away seclusion  But I can't get away it's an illusion  I'm falling further into darkness,  That's why we heartless  (1x)    Chorus ('til fade)