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(feat. Esthero, Poetic) |
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[Verse One: Last Emp] |
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1993, shortly before Thanksgiving |
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I got the call, she said Jamal Derek is not longer living |
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Softly she spoke, is this a joke? Man you gotta be kidding |
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As my question was raised this explanation was given |
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A meaningless death made me question the meaning of life |
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Does my body remain at rest like when I'm sleeping at night? |
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Will I burn in eternal hell or will I find paradise? |
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Be rejected or ressurected like the body of Christ? |
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Is it like purgatory, the story described by the Catholics? |
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Or Nirvana that Buddhists honor in both theory and practice? |
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Like I study in my college philosophy classes |
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Or do my molecules and atoms travel back to the gases? |
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I mean, what I like to know, is where my spirit goes? |
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After the curtains close, on my final show? |
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Is there a pain it brings? Enjoy my favorite things? |
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Visit ancient kings? Hear the angels sing? |
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Who'll answer these said the great MCs |
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My man Gribbles battling a debilitating disease |
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He said you see a brother like me is willing to fight |
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And everytime I question death my only answer is life |
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[Chorus: Esthero] |
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One life, yeahhh |
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And my God will set me free |
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Am I living in this moment |
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Am I living righteously |
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It gets haaarrdddd |
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But I know I got to keep on |
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I'm trying so hard to be strooonnnggg |
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[Verse Two: Poetic] |
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Paralyzed on the bathroom floor by pain |
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Last month I endured, but now I can't ignore |
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Feels like railroad spikes being stuck in my liver |
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Am I dying? Eyes crying, body starting to shiver |
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Crawl upstair from the basement calling my sister |
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(Sniff) Dawn help me, I ain't feeling too healthy |
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Stomach walls burning, head spinning and turning |
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Waiting for the EMS; 3:10 in the morning |
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Rush me to the emergency screaming like a newborn |
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The pain's too strong maybe my soul's trying to move on |
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They hook me to the I.V., put me through some X-Rays |
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Gave me Demerol to kill the pain that was the next phase |
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Early the next day in the hospital room |
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Moms and pops in the room, three or four docs in the room |
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Test results suggest your colon and your liver |
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Is so cancerous you got three months left |
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Me and Death is playing chess ever since then |
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My strength is the most high, my fam and close friends |
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The Last Emp and Set Free blessed me with a verse |
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Staying healthy comes first |
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Look at me things could be worst |
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[Chorus x2] |