Текст песни "Busta Rhymes - Legend Of The Fall Offs"
[Death; portrayed by Busta Rhymes + sounds of a shovel digging + a heartbeat] Yeah I know A lot of you niggaz don't plan on the day when you'd have to see me You see - I'm that nigga that you should really be afraid of I dig graves for niggaz like you We gon' get more acquainted at a time when you least expect it [Chorus 2X: female singer] Do you ever think (do you ever think) What life would be (what life would be) Where you will go (where will you go) After you die (after you die) [Death] You fucked up nigga! [Busta Rhymes] You know that when that time comes and nobody is checkin And everything you had is gone in the split of a second That's when it starts hittin the fan and it gets real in this bitch Just face the fact your shit's a wrap and you gotta deal with the shit Despite I talk about it, I ain't makin fun of them niggaz I give thanks cause I've been blessed and I ain't one of them niggaz Can't imagine how difficult it is, I know you suspect that shit around you is lookin dumb, it's gettin hard to accept it Alone in the mirror, you look at yourself and you smile Disregarding the fact your running's been done for a while Refuse to acknowledge the truth like the mind of a child Continue frontin, like it's nothin while you live in denial While all your people around you start to leave you in the same place You overexert the little you have left to save face You tryin to hide your expression from lookin worried on what to do when your career is buried [Chorus] [Busta Rhymes] Niggaz ain't GIVIN a fuck about your flows no more You ain't the star you were, fuckin the same hoes no more Promoters ain't payin and bookin you for shows no more You ain't whippin the Range, you ain't whippin a Rolls no more Reality starts to settle in, you're sweatin every wake up You're broke and now you gotta return your jewelry to Jacob You run around and you front like you're still on fire But nobody believes you; and now you live as a liar You're onnly lyin to yourself cause it's evident in the proof As your world continues to crumble, come to terms with the truth You're still holdin on to them days when everything was about you But niggaz don't even remember you enough to just shout you I remember when you did your thing without a doubt tastefully The problem was you didn't know when to bow out gracefully Once told, never burn out, it's best to fade away Preserve your value so that you can live to see a greater day People see you and it's bugged that you mean nothin You doin shit and front to prove to people you mean somethin It happens in the vicious when the truth starts to settle in You step to the door of the club and see that you ain't gettin in Forgettin you a man first, chasin the fame Got to remember, morals and principles, reppin your name proper but most niggaz don't, and they whole life hurried What do you do when your career is buried [Chorus] [Death; portrayed by Busta Rhymes + (Busta Rhymes)] Okay I told you we was gonna get more acquainted at a time when you least expect it nigga I'm here to lay you to rest once and for all [coughing] You've been dead a long time but you refuse to accept that shit But it's okay [coughing] Nigga shut the FUCK UP AND GET IN THE BOX NIGGA! (WAIT!! Please!) It was custom built for all niggaz like you [lid closes] You just don't wanna accept when it's time to hang it up (Stop! BITCH!) See you in the afterlife nigga (Wait! HELP!!!) WHEVER THE FUCK THAT IS!! (SOMEBODY HELP!!) (I CAN'T BREATHE, NIGGA!) (OPEN THIS SHIT NIGGA!) (OPEN THIS SHIT!! [knocking]) (OPEN THIS SHIT!! [knocking]) [Busta Rhymes screams incoherently] (SOMEBODYОбновить текст