| Is this how you made it, or is this sickness out of control |
| Is the beginning of the end right now? Let me know |
| Do the saved souls travel the road of the souls lost? |
| How come the dead can’t talk? |
| Through horrified eyes I can picture the other side |
| Though my heart shed tears outside I couldn’t cry |
| Watched my homeboy die, day by day body tired |
| Remember, I finally accounted before he expired |
| They tell me there’s a peaceful place, I wanna see it |
| They say I gotta leave it to see it, so it be it |
| And though I appreciate bein' alive |
| Sometimes I wanna see how it feels to just die |
| Come back and tell my story to the ones who really know me |
| Converse with the angels and elders that went before me |
| And satisfy the hunger for those who wanna know |
| If there’s life after death, and if so, where we go |
| I often find myself involved in deep thought |
| I wanna see is heavens a place like we thought |
| And Christian science seems to think it’s just a mindstate |
| But before I put my trust in a man, I’ll just wait |
| Or better yet, I take the journey for myself |
| Put a bullet in my own head, it’s my death |
| So when 12 o’clock jump on eve of 11−9 |
| Suicide! |
| Just as I thought, a bright light |
| Greeted by friends and family, so life-like |
| Black and in between screams and then peace |
| Lookin' in the eyes of the grieved and deceased |
| Father please, send me back, I don’t wanna die |
| I’m not as strong as I was and I can’t lie |
| During all the mayhem somehow I remained calm |
| And I woke up singing this song |
| I been a pawn and I been a king |
| And I been down since the beckoning |
| I try to look beyond the sight of sound |
| And the lights come from the underground |
| Rarely got questions but I found myself somewhat astound |
| And through my quest for the answers, know what I found? |
| I found that regardless to what people say |
| The shooters gotta do it day for day, so make your peace |
| Open your books to the first chapter, verse four, page eight |
| And link to my thoughts as my intents are to initiate |
| And enter the minds of the ones who are blind |
| And shed light to all the mankind written in rhyme |
| I preach to each to get off your ass, stand on your feet |
| 'Cause everyday it’s niggas lyin' dead in the street |
| We stuck in our ways, it’s different now than back in the days |
| f**k what they say, 'cause ain’t no comin' back from the grave |
| So when the gun goes pop and the lights go out |
| Then you’ll understand what I’m talkin' about |
| I had a dream and seen a double sun |
| A different world was in the makin' |
| The ruler of this new world was Satan |
| The sky turned blood-red, the silent trumpet started playin' |
| Then I woke up, my imagination |
| Runnin' wild but then again the coming of Christ |
| Could be the moment of any minute, now or tonight |
| So make your peace, 'cause 666 is the mark of the beast |
| It’s dark in these streets |
| And some might see it hard to believe but God is in me |
| Yeah, though I walk through the valley of the wickedness |
| I know I’m protected 'cause I’m convicted |
| Anybody believin' in the Big Bang Theory |
| And thinkin' that thyself is the God, you need to hear me |
| How do you explain the skies, the moon, the stars and the rain |
| The sun and the sea the Earth without form facing the deep |
| Darkness and challengin' the powers that be |
| It’s impossible for scientists to make up the seeds |
| Didn’t make up the trees, so why we turn our backs on the truth? |
| This heaven and hell part we seem to hide from the youth |
| I’m tellin' what few tongues of the evil will despise |
| My intention’s to revitalize, still I revive |
| And I’ve read the books, and I heard the lessons |
| And I’m on my knees steady stressin', you make your peace |
| I been a pawn and I been a king |
| And I been down since the beckoning |
| I try to look beyond the sight of sound |
| And the lights come from the underground |
| Rarely got questions but I found myself somewhat astound |
| And through my quest for the answers, know what I found? |
| I found that regardless to what people say |
| The shooters gotta do it day for day, so make your peace |