SLAINE - The Last Song lyrics

[Verse 1:Slaine] If this the last song I ever wrote If it were to be the night that these motherf**ers murdered me If it were to be a car crash, swerving into a Mercury Burgundy splashed through the gla** when sirens circle me I will be viewed as violent certainly Drug-addled so maybe I've only written the worst of me Maybe by me even writin these words I'm tempting the fates They come from the heart, sent from a place I couldn't find in my mind I was blind I was lost In a time warp with a mind warped from a sick scene On a sidewalk, full of suicide thoughts Full of false dreams and hopes that you and I bought Like dope so we had to find things to cope Ended up covered in dirt not washed with soap We ended up learnin all about the cost of coke by the rope And seen some good folks lost from dope I can't begin to begin, I'm just horrified You hear me penning this thing, you think it's glorified I just hear the pendulum swing again and again The same song, broken dreams and dead friends I been where I been now I stand where I am As a man with a mic in his hand and God damn Back holding the crack, planet that's covered with monkeys As I walk through the halls of recovering junkies [Hook: Everlast] If this was the last song that I ever wrote I'd tell you to grab it by the throat If this is the last song, I ever write I'll tell you to stand back up and fight Live yo' life, give yo' life Stand up and fight young man Live your life, give your life Stand up and fight young man [Verse2:Slaine] If these the last words I ever spoke, would you listen closer? Would you close your eyes, envision what I'm supposed to Be just a ghost of my boys that overdosed On crushed-up poison, crushed with the noise of the ocean Way before Affleck or Coka Nostra Before I had a cashed check or a poster Rode sofa to sofa, clutching on the old toaster Writin on spray paper, grey days of cold culture Devil got an ulcer with a habit to match it In a bad temper so I'm grabbing a ratchet Just to go along with it my stakes are high Tell the people this is the way that I say goodbye To my baby boy Terrence, parents so opposite Just as smart as momma is, fiery as poppa gets Just one thing little man you cannot forget If your will is real nobody else can stop the sh** sh** I'm living proof, take a look and figure it Grew up in a paradox and rather not forgive the sh** But I had to box out this box and I live with it Boxed out of detox, they said I'm on some wicked sh** Haters, were racist so I was facing bigot sh** Seen too many homies die just trying to dig a ditch I philosophize all my life burning cigarettes I became smarter but y'all returned to ignorant [Hook]