So many days we were sittin' low,
Get busy livin' till the day you gettin' gone,
This could be your dyin' day
Thanatos grab you draggin' you away
Day break comin' to a close,
Grim Reap comin' for you so...
On your death bed where you gunna go? Gooo
So many days we were sittin' low
Get busy livin' till the day you gettin' gone
This could be your dyin' day
Thanatos grab you draggin' you away
Day break comin' to a close
Grim Reap comin' for you so...
On your death bed where you gunna go? Gooo
So many days were were sittin low
Schemin how difficult the game is and how to get the dough
Still know that one day this shit will blow
Soon as I can get control of my environment
Get me a grip of shows
Got it, now it's all give and go
I'm givin' the gift of flow
I use it to fuel the rocket ship and go
We grittin' getting so typical locally you stick in joe
Saigon, Jay, Lupe and hit the road
They got me thinkin' yo, (hmmm)
These dudes doin' it big and bad
They bounced out just to bring it back, pour
Stuck up in a wicked trap but fuckin' with freakin' flat
Touchin' keyboards doin' the click and clack
A lot of times just the sickest ones
Just doin' the sickest tracks
Who couldn't get it done
For steady pay
The record hot sun he's spittin' that
But he couldn't get his fun
This shit is done, fuck it well anyway
So many days we were sittin' low
Get busy livin' till the day you gettin' gone
This could be your dyin' day
Thanatos grab you draggin' you away
Day break comin' to a close
Grim reap comin' for your soul
On your death bed where you gunna go? Gooo
So many days we were stuck in the traffic,
Goin' half on sacks puffin' hustlin' raps
Back when it was A-dats and Diddy was poppin' Crys
I was rockin' Wu-Wear with tracks on floppy disks
Now, we did the roughs on an analog A-track
Laid down beats on Triton and r, an the tape back,
Plenty of raps we written became songs,
But them times long gone and whether it's right of wrong,
Life's to short to be livin' it in the past,
Every moment we that we've taken for granted could be our last
Gettin' ass sippin' cash,
Soon as it happens its automatically in the past,
How long will it last? Nobody knows,
So we constantly blowin' and getting dough,
Better have the guap ready before we get in the show,
Got the game in the arm bar slippin the "figure-four",
Clipper fold getting littled or on 'em we sittin' low like...
So many days we were sittin' low
Get busy livin' till the day you gettin' gone
This could be your dyin' day
Thanatos grab you draggin' you away
Day break comin' to a close
Grim Reap comin' for you so...
On your death bed where you gunna go? Gooo