[Intro: Narrator]
Were you scared?
Of what?
Getting k**ed
You'll never write well if you're dying
Do you?
Yeah, I do
I'd say it's my greatest fear, actually
Well, it's something all men before you have done before
All men will do
I believe that love that is true and real creates a respite from d**h
All cowardice comes from not loving, or not loving
Which is the same thing
And when the man who is brave and true
Looks d**h squarely in the face
It's because they loved with sufficient pa**ion to push d**h out of their minds, until it returns as it does to all men
Push d**h out of their minds.. (x3)
[Verse 1: Blu]
I've tried to tell 'em don't die, don't die
Go fly, wear a bow tie
Dress in all black to the pine, Los Angeles times
Wake up for your cake (?)
Make your bed and keep your head up
You got bread to big up
You got a job, got that J-O
You don't f** with yayo
f** the yayo, play the radio CA all day
What's the prob?
I threw a (?) to you, you brutal bomb
Do your momma know you playin' the Don
83, n***a you was asleep
Blu was born in uniform, probably blazing a beat
I had to find (?)
Every week, changing them sheets
I can write you my days of life on a leave
Put the gun on no police
That's not a way to show our chief
Clap rappers in half, I don't play around b**h
Ready to die, before you pa**
You gon' duck around, or you gon' turn the f** around
Pick this microphone up, you better buckle down
Yo, f** this song sh**
You f** with fakes, you know the cross fit
You in LA, you know you lost it