Текст песни Death Is Certain, Part 2 (It Hurts) - Royce da 5′9″ feat. Sucka Free & Kid Vishis
[Royce
Da
5'9"]
Yeah,
my
nigga
we
greater
than
friends
All
we
know
is
the
beginnin,
nobody
controls
the
way
that
it
ends
I
got,
the
weight
of
the
world
on
my
shoulders
And
one
phone
call
can
change
it
– make
it
fall
'til
I'm
all
caved
in
My
homie
got
shot
and
it's
not
lookin
good
for
him
No,
this
is
not
happenin,
knock
on
wood
for
him
Speedin
to
the
hospital
cryin,
askin
God,
"Why?"
I'm
mashin,
my
car
movin
as
fast
as
my
mind
This
is
not
happenin
to
me
My
homie
will
not,
and
I
repeat
will
NOT
flatline
on
me
How
can
I
explain
this
vividly
to
your
moms
That
this
is
behind
entertainment?
She
won't
get
it
All
she
understands
is
the
boy
that
she
raised
just
might
Die
in
a
hospital
bed
fightin
for
his
life
I'm
prayin,
standin
over
you
Lookin
at
you
hooked
up
to
a
machine,
holdin
your
hand,
sayin
[Chorus:
Ingrid
Smalls]
+ (Royce)
Don't
you
go
nowhere.
stay
here
with
me
Cause
if
you
leave
meeee.
it
hurrrrts
so
bad
(Death
is
certainly
gon'
catch
you)
They
can
take
me
(Whoever
especially
you
will
be
left
hurt)
I'll
take
yo'
place
(This
is
the
cold,
harshness
of
life)
(Just
when
it
unfolds
you
lucky
to
grow
old
– life!)
Cause
it
hurrrrts
so
bad
[Royce
Da
5'9"]
You
tearin
our
team
apart
Though
time
heals
all
of
our
wounds
it's
still
leavin
a
mark
I
took
it
too
far;
the
feelin
That's
hidden
deep
in
my
heart,
comes
out,
when
I
look
at
the
scar
And
I
can't
kill,
nobody
to
get
you
back
Nigga
that's
somethin
that
time
can't
heal
While
I'm
sayin
my
grace
I'll
be
lookin
up
at
the
sky,
and
tellin
God
that
he's
makin
a
mistake
You
can't
take
away
one
brother
and
leave
the
rest
of
the
clique
Lord
please,
double
check
yo'
list
And
if
you
get
to
his
name
and
it's
a
check
beside
it
Death
comes
in
three's,
take
me
next
. But
don't
make
me
sweat,
please
I
won't
make
it,
I
get
restless
speculatin
Sons
should
bury
mothers
Every
mother
don't
wanna
bury
her
son,
they
sayin
[Chorus]
[Interlude:
Royce
+ Cha
Cha]
Death
is
certainly
gon'
catch
you
Whoever
especially
you
will
be
left
hurt
This
is
the
cold,
harshness
of
life
Just
when
it
unfolds
you
lucky
to
grow
old
– life!
[Royce
Da
5'9"]
(And)
Death
is
not
no
option
I'm
pullin
money
outta
my
pocket
tryin
to
con
the
doctor
Please,
treat
this
thug
the
way
you
would
treat
yo'
baby
The
way
that
you
would
treat
yo'
blood,
I'll
pay!
As
heavyweight
as
we
are,
I
know
how
you
medics
are
Cause
I
be
checkin
ER
everyday
I
know
we
are
a
hairful
- but
doc
This
ain't
one
of
them
that
came
through
shot
that
shoulda
been
careful
Cause
no
dude
could
bleed;
the
way
his
heart
pumps
More
than
any
patient
that
rode
through
that
you
seen
The
reason
that
he's
my
man
Cause
I
tell
him
if
he
can
hear
me
to
squeeze
my
hand
and
he
squeezes
. So
I
tell
him
some
things
Don't
let
them
machines
help
you
breathe,
don't
leave
from
receivin
'Round
quarter
to
eight
- his
moms
is
sleepin
His
grip
weakens,
his
squiggly
lines
go
straight
(go
straight)
Call
the
doctor,
"Give
him
all
you
got!
Shock
him!"
He
gon'
tell
you
it's
too
late
Call
the
doctor,
"Give
him
all
you
got!
Shock
him!"
It's
too
late
[Chorus]
[Interlude]
[Cha
Cha]
And
death!
{*echoes*}
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1 Intro
2 Regardless
3 Throwback
4 What I Know
5 I Promise
6 Call Me Never!
7 Hip Hop
8 Gangsta
9 T.O.D.A.Y.
10 I & Me
11 Beef
12 Bomb 1st
13 Everybody Goes
14 Death Is Certain, Part 2 (It Hurts)
15 Something's Wrong With Him
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