Life After Death

[Verse 1: Acie High] Kill myself with the same gun Martin Luther died with On the same scene Kennedy caught them live hits Need to ask God now about the sins I did This damn Bible’s making my third eye twist Is this Heaven, ain't see many wide halls In the lobby, my three friendly guys talk About murders, a grand many died all Jeffrey, Ted, I think Lee Harvey Oswald Can't get infested with these men Not my cup of tea, that's the kinda mess that make you cringe Went to the secretary to address her for a pen And a blonde bitch just posed with a dress up in the wind Told her "Let me leave a message for my friends" She laughed and disappeared, then appeared a man saying: "Ride on the enemies, cause my enemies are the ones That make me bleed, never fear a man! See that nigga right there?" -Right where? "Right there, yeah that fat motherfucker have to follow my rules For what goes around, straight comes around. Now he gotta go round for round with me without him mouthing his crew So if you come to ask is retaliation bad You think about calling, you don't want to lose sleep When you don't mob first, you gon' get mobbed on." -If I don't do them, them niggas will do me? [Bridge] Bloody murder in the night, bloody murder in the dark Leave you sleepin' with the fishes, in the ocean with the sharks Watch you beg me for your life, while you take your last breath Got a nigga thinkin' to myself, is there really life after death? [Hook] Life after death, is there really life after death? Watch a nigga beg me for his life and he even did it twice with a knife in his chest I told a nigga way more than once, never leave your house in the night with no vest This shit is bad for your health, now I'm thinkin' to myself: Is there life after death? Life after death (x4) I told a nigga way more than once, never leave your house in the night with no vest This shit is bad for your health, now I'm thinkin' to myself: Is there life after death? [Verse 2: Twisted Insane] I woke up early in the morning, took a piss and brushed my teeth and hopped up in my fucking whip A full moon last night, I do not know what happened I could blame it on the rapping 'boutta get in some deeper shit Wanna be up on the level of me Imma tell you I come with wickedness Ain't nobody ready for me when I kill ' em up murder so iniquitous I did it but they bit this shit Now I gotta be on my shit like who is this I would admit that motherfucker different Somebody tell me why I am the phenom? Often you be talking I be walking with my demons I am here to tell you it's a nightmare you ain't dreamin' They wanna see me they better be ready for he to become a nigga streamin' Casted out like Lucifer dangerous nigga famous I got ones that'll come up in your house and shoot you in your anus Walk up to you when you're asleep to let you know it's real I won't take a dollar bill to say you suckin' on my stainless Steel nigga that's real I'm on that 'I kill' 'I Could've Been' type shit Pull out the razor blade and fuckin' the pussy with the night stick I put it on my brainsick it really ain't nothin' to me They say fuck this rapper shit then hit up us with an ice pick 187 it really don't matter stand in feces I will cut you up into pieces til there's really nothing left But if you go before me I just have one request That you come back and tell me if there's life after death [Bridge] [Hook] [Verse 3: Priceless] I can answer that question but watch niggas faces get filled up with panic expressions They run away scared and get manic depression My words leaves em all with satanic impressions I died and came back to haunt the same cats that don't be too falsely claim that I died to save man from his sins explain that They tried to change the color of my skin it remains black My heart too, now i'm on another life call it part two Or part three part me and that nigga that's livin with precision and rhythm who's Christian that's really spittin' hard as me It ain't hard to see the artistry runs through my arteries arguably Since the beginning of time I been inventin' the rhyme who wrote the bible cause it's hard to read I'm an author see, the father see, the lawless need, thief in the night call it larceny I could slaughter all philosophies the sodom breeze that makes it really hard for the gods to breathe Killin' off all of the prophecies the mockeries the lies and revealing with astrology And it's still another policy that all can see, so that they may properly acknowledge me, follow me [Bridge] [Hook]