Death Physical Killah Priest

[Killah Priest]
Will we all sell drugs forever?
Life endeavors, the pipe's the pleasure
Fight the pressure, tides just severed
Crack is measured, go broke then y'all back together
Jail or gettin' clapped, we all are trapped, however
How many gangsta spirits you have to deal wit in dreams
Wake up in screams till you finally feel it
Never realizin', neva feelin' vibes in
But still survivin'
Till around the corner they peel the iron
Eyes them, flashback when you clap gats
That was a payback, bad karma
You shoulda had ya armor, grab the llama
Light the ganja, spirit conjures
When the body goes back to the Earth
The soul goes back to the Universe
Names on plaque in tombs and the dirt
Fact is we all consumed by the work
A young soldier told me the streets is glory
Died before me

(Hook) 2x
On death birthday
Blowin' candles, wooden handles
Damn, he went in the worst way
Death birthday
His presence is no presents
Draw your weapon for protection
We all wear black on death birthday