live fast die young opportunities pass another broken skeleton the flesh i wear is my cast im spitting every verse written like this shit was my last directed on a path that cut my ass walking on glass what happens to me when my body is ash only the memory of life the real question to ask is how to feel when even breathing feels like a task pardon the day another corpse hidden under a mask of rotten decay i keep on trying but my future is bleeding and dying screaming and crying lose it on me niggas im wasting my time that ive been giving trying to make a fucking buck from a dime plus since ive never forgiven living this organized crime im fucking sick running low on medication station veto got me on a permanent vacation created equal but perverted the creature of temptation cremated introverted just a feature of relation motherfucker scratch what if i die i don t wanna die anymore whats to die to go to heaven i stop breathing damn i see demons live fast die young situations occur absurd visions of my future never clear from a blur hear every word spoken with a drug induced slur and dull slur dont feel fear terminally ill with no cure what happens when all thats left is a choice either i die like a coward or a man with a voice my objective is obvious must fill the void every obstacle crushed killed with skill i destroy i keep trying but my future is tainted and dim painted in thin acquainted with death crawling under my skin playing each move slow like fingers on a violin motivation lingers with the thought that i ma try to win im fucking sick man thats all you need to know bomb bombing them new kids at every fucking show arms ready to fuse lit now watch this sucka flow i move so warn them with a due six helping me grow damn it 3