Welcome to the Hell Zone

Laughing in the face of death
Higher than a space cadet
Aspire to greater steps
Kill the game, I arrive just to pay respect
All that talking that you do is cheap, you ain't making sense
Breaking bread, boy, you couldn't break a thread
Making threats, boy, you couldn't make a friend
Take offense, over something someone says you said
You get slept, make your bed, no escape, save your breath

K, what's next? These boys hardly harder
I'm like a modern Charlie Parker mixed with Ali Baba
Leave these kids more fucked up than that Molly got 'em
Like a Lil Scrappy song, you don't want no problems
Sigh idly, then reply calmly
Lie to me, then rely on me
The day is gone, this is after-light
But I'm like an old school singer, I'm Gladys Knight

Corbin asked me if I'm scared of dying
The more I think about it, I'm kind of excited
Maybe that's because my mind is sick and demented
But death ain't shit but a new adventure
Death ain't shit but a new adventure

You don't see, but I've been holding back
Tempted to do off, end it all at that
You can help me if your aim is pure
But there's no medicine, you know the cure
And I could be low, but I fake, it's my fate
Ooh, and I could be alone, why wait on?
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Credits
Writer(s): Robert John Richardson, Corbin Smidzik
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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