selling out to the innocent I can't save us from the outside I can't take it, what I'm told You can't stop it It just started Dead living on the radio
to set these thoughts free My mind a dead forest, my heart a hollow tree I am the sun and the last lights hit the sea And that is where I'll live, and
a second... May...seconds be hours ! May...my flight be higher ! Death's like a b-side of life Obscurity is the now-name of light Enjoying this mutation
of them was to read the newspaper Cover-to-cover That ain't what's going on Journalism's dead and gone Frail grasp on the big picture Light fading and
hour Niggas be trying to be Jack Bauer So let fam' keep talking You gonna need a +Weekend At Bernie's+ If you trying to see a +Dead Man Walking+ [Red
And put a hole in your chest that's big enough to drive a truck through [Verse 1 - Paul Cain] I bring the drama back where you lives, flatter your wiz
song I know there's a place where i belong I see all those party lights shining ahead So someone invite me Before i drop dead! ENSEMBLE Before she drops dead
Make me believe that this is real A touch of skin that hides the dying, I've lost the feel that breaks up the living from the dead I've lost you in this
me out of here oh! get me out! dead or alive, no place to run get it settled once and for all dead or alive, can't live in the past only one way to live
suffering for nothing, motherfuck these city streets Living in the city, living in the city [x2] Damn these city streets, are hard to live in Eighty percent of my partnas are dead
me home from school Just cause I sported corduroy britches, and Pro Wing shoes I use to have a lunch card, cause them times was hard Since the seven people living
white Kangol about to body rock the pen Misty, then the rest of the click like Full speed then runnin without a red light Whole life I'll be one of a
palm, must thought It was over, when they put two in my back plus put one in my arm But I'm a soldier, ain't traveling toward no tunnel with no bright light
brain From the studio to the streets, Z-Ro is everything [Hook - 2x] [Z-Ro] King of the ghetto, I'm sitting on my throne Got a red light, sitting on
some of this stress don't fuck with me You'll get this beam, cause I ain't trying to look in the rearview Cause if I done passed it, it's forward march tired of living
back when you beep him, he might be dead Look at this world we living in, everybody got a bad attitude and a glock Seem like we living just to become
[Z-Ro] One of my partnas have been shot And all that's going through my mind Is he dead or alive, when I'm pacing the flo' And looking around 4-5 Thinking
