Wit - A Life Worth Dying For lyrics

Within all men, there's a desire To push through the pain and not burn as we walk through the fire, see Though we know there's something much greater than us Our hearts desire, tells us the only thing important, is us From life's first cry to our final resting position Is a constant jockeying for significance and attention And as we chase the Grim Reaper with his diamond covered sickle Or send our brothers to meet him with vanity's pistol It's clear that we are craving life! Yet misdirected, trapped in the snare of night Who can save us from this dastardly device? Give us purpose as we claw and we fight? This can't be it, I'm sure there's more Show us a life, worth dying for... Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to welcome you, to the truth! I want you to take this journey with me, (turn me up a little bit) Stillborn, I was born unresponsive Meaning though I breathe I'm still dead to the beating on my conscience Explains a lot, when you think about it 'Cause I lived life for myself and I ain't even have to think about it As I yield to the wickedness inside me I attempt to play God like Bruce Almighty Or Jim Caviezel Sin deceive you and make you think there's not a love greater than he do It's d**h, that Satan's dealin' in this game I think I'm winning You always lose in Las Vegas though you get cash to the ceiling It's my demise on dark nights concealing (get it) I still pray I don't die playing a villain like Heath What you peep in my Ledger, it's the sum of a debtor Hoping God don't cash in on sins that he measured That's why thugs hit blocks with dope and Berettas Thinking if they have more control, that things would be better It's life that you craving on this operating table called Earth, We need saving That's why women give they body to these thieves Thinking if they gain his love, it's the cure to they disease And gangs fight over territories they have never owned 'Cause something burns inside saying this is not your home This a sport where your money matters hardly You can ball and never get a trophy, similar to Barkley (Charles) I guess the point I'm really trying to make We all on d**h row, Snoop, Pac, and Dre And the Devil is sure to trust 'em, like we never should Make us popular but in his heart he would k** us if he could Tell the truth, some never listen though Thinking that He a liar like Pinocchio, while being a creation that disrespect the maker Life is only found in Geppetto, Creator, GOD!