[Hook: Professor Green]
Before I die, I wanna be rich, I wanna be famous
Nah, I wanna be a superstar
Before I die, I want chicks, my wrists slit with bracelets
A few cars and two huge yards
Before I die, I want a car with massaging seats
Gold bath taps, and before I die I want a ménage à six
Before I die, before I die
I've got a lot of living left to do before I die
[Verse 1: Ghetts]
Before I'm in the graveyard, I want a mil for eight bars, I want a bitch from Babecast
Then I'll have a dick that stays hard, I don't wanna star in a flick like Braveheart
I take charge, I want ten bikes, eight cars, and a great yard
That ain't far from the hood but still it's off-radar, I wanna make history
Put my face in the hall of fame, and I ain't gonna leave Earth till I talk to Damien
It's analyse each word, bought a Range and I ain't ever done a week's work, I wanna free Mercs
And ghost-write for the guy with the weak verse, if I drop from the top, I wanna fall feet-first
I wanna bring back the T-birds, print "fuck feds" on my T-shirt, I'll make love to a Greek nurse
Before I'm in the cemetery, I wanna watch all the films out the 70s
I've tried but I fell asleep - so did my dad, so I guess it's hereditary
I still wanna fuck Emily, [?], never had chemistry
But now she belling me, before I'm in a box, I wanna do a tour of the rock
Right now I'll be bored on the block, still got a few score on my socks
And I'm still at war with the cops, so before I die, I'mma hold my 45 high
Pull the trigger back, hit a pig in black
Then kidnap a rat, it's a fact, it's of that now I'm kicking back
Before I die, I wanna be rich, I wanna be famous
Nah, I wanna be a superstar
Before I die, I want chicks, my wrists slit with bracelets
A few cars and two huge yards
Before I die, I want a car with massaging seats
Gold bath taps, and before I die I want a ménage à six
Before I die, before I die
I've got a lot of living left to do before I die
[Verse 1: Ghetts]
Before I'm in the graveyard, I want a mil for eight bars, I want a bitch from Babecast
Then I'll have a dick that stays hard, I don't wanna star in a flick like Braveheart
I take charge, I want ten bikes, eight cars, and a great yard
That ain't far from the hood but still it's off-radar, I wanna make history
Put my face in the hall of fame, and I ain't gonna leave Earth till I talk to Damien
It's analyse each word, bought a Range and I ain't ever done a week's work, I wanna free Mercs
And ghost-write for the guy with the weak verse, if I drop from the top, I wanna fall feet-first
I wanna bring back the T-birds, print "fuck feds" on my T-shirt, I'll make love to a Greek nurse
Before I'm in the cemetery, I wanna watch all the films out the 70s
I've tried but I fell asleep - so did my dad, so I guess it's hereditary
I still wanna fuck Emily, [?], never had chemistry
But now she belling me, before I'm in a box, I wanna do a tour of the rock
Right now I'll be bored on the block, still got a few score on my socks
And I'm still at war with the cops, so before I die, I'mma hold my 45 high
Pull the trigger back, hit a pig in black
Then kidnap a rat, it's a fact, it's of that now I'm kicking back
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