Death Is Certain, Pt. 2 (It Hurt's)
Royce da 5'9"
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[Royce Da 5'9"] Yeah, my nigga we greater than friends All we know is the beginning, nobody controls the way that it ends I got, the weight of the world on my shoulders And one phone call can change it, make it fall 'til I'm all caved in My homie got shot and it's not looking good for him No, this is not happening, knock on wood for him Speeding to the hospital crying, asking God, "Why?" I'm mashing, my car moving as fast as my mind This is not happening to me My homie will not, and I repeat will NOT flat line on me How can I explain this vividly to your moms That this is behind entertainment? She won't get it All she understands is the boy that she raised just might Die in a hospital bed fighting for his life I'm praying, standing over you Looking at you hooked up to a machine, holding your hand, saying [Chorus: Ingrid Smalls (Royce)] Don't you go nowhere, stay here with me Cause if you leave me, it hurts so bad (Death is certainly goin' catch you) They can take me (Whoever especially you will be left hurt) I'll take yo' place (This is the cold, harshness of life) (Just when it unfolds you lucky to grow old, life!) Cause it hurts so bad [Royce Da 5'9"] You tearing our team apart Though time heals all of our wounds it's still leaving a mark I took it too far; the feeling That's hidden deep in my heart, comes out, when I look at the scar And I can't kill, nobody to get you back Nigga that's something that time can't heal While I'm saying my grace I'll be looking up at the sky, and telling God that he's making a mistake You can't take away one brother and leave the rest of the clique Lord please, double check yo' list And if you get to his name and it's a check beside it Death comes in three's, take me next But don't make me sweat, please I won't make it, I get restless speculating Sons should bury mothers Every mother don't wanna bury her son, they saying [Chorus] [Interlude: Royce + Cha Cha] Death is certainly gon' catch you Whoever especially you will be left hurt This is the cold, harshness of life Just when it unfolds you lucky to grow old, life! [Royce Da 5'9"] (And) Death is not no option I'm pulling money outta my pocket tryin to con the doctor Please, treat this thug the way you would treat yo' baby The way that you would treat yo' blood, I'll pay! As heavyweight as we are, I know how you medics are Cause I be checking ER everyday I know we are a hairful, but doc This ain't one of them that came through shot that should of been careful Cause no dude could bleed, the way his heart pumps More than any patient that rode through that you seen The reason that he's my man Cause I tell him if he can hear me to squeeze my hand and he squeezes So I tell him some things Don't let them machines help you breathe, don't leave from receiving 'Round quarter to eight, his moms is sleeping His grip weakens, his squiggly lines go straight (go straight) Call the doctor, "Give him all you got! Shock him!" He goin' tell you it's too late Call the doctor, "Give him all you got! Shock him!" It's too late [Chorus] And death!
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Written by: CARLOS BROADY, RYAN MONTGOMERY
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