I'd Like To Say It Was Poetic / But My Last Words Were Probably "Fucking Hell" (single version)

Just one year Got a taste of that Life I'm not supposed to live I got too big ambitions The wind blows me away Every time I gotta make you understand that I can't stay Leaving no trace My expertise without a question And I write these bars like I got no schedule There is no tomorrow When you live 100 miles per hour There's no room for hesitation If I live or die, just a secondary thought Between all this shouting and the smoke In my lungs Barely space for inhalation Try to fill a void with matter acceleration And it can still take plenty more Because everything I eat, I bloody consume And I spit out gems like this When I'm done with you Christ, they will need an exorcist Cause all o'my power, about to be unleashed Sound alchemy, mind shattering High frequency Alien director, like Scott, Ridley Winning with style, Valentino Rossi On the very last minute Sweep you off your feet Got no time to think Already did all the thinking so long ago I'll never forget about it Don't want to count the years, tell you anything about it What'd you want? What'd you say? No worthy comment I know I have repeated myself This paradox's my nature; Cover myself in filth And tie verses with no relation, just to reach perfection Yes, I've learned a couple lessons Here's one: if you don't listen, best forget it Don't be afraid to use your talent Try and try harder Even then, it won't be enough Be ready to fall for it Cause you'll be in my claws in seconds And nobody can save you from it Cold ocean breeze Frozen hand in the snow Soul so committed takes on me for the show Can't remember nothing It comes straight from the gut Eyes wide, mind blank Yeah, that's how you know That man's awake, you better watch how you talk I don't resort to violence, nor resort to the sword But if you threaten me You about to get cut Not afraid to use weapons Yet lead's my last resource You lack control and skill Every shot misses me You were quick on the trigger But I'm quicker on my whip Never break cool when I split the scene Watch me fly by like I'm on angel's wings First to Valhalla and I brought my best maid Can hardly believe it, but I got what I deserved But it's really no surprise Cause I rode on God's wake Whence the reaper comes, don't worry I'd already dug my own grave And all o'my homies, they know what song to play Yeah, when death does come You may have been stepping on my toes But you'd still walking in my shadow Wishing you'd be in my shoes But you don't even have a clue Of how hard it was To come this far And now my body's cold and numb No more doctors But you still see me in my coat as I walk out the door