Testo Alive - Pryslezz
Testo della canzone Alive (Pryslezz), tratta dall'album Death Of A Man Rebirth Of A King
Imagine this, close your eyes
Each second, somebody dies
You still alive?
You still alive?
Can you imagine, face to face with your inner self
All your hurt inside you kept alive
An inner child dies, no funeral, just resting
Looking for life each second, until it all fades
And you realize your life was a gift God gave
Who opened it, when do you use it?
Knowing one of these days, you gon' lose it
I seen through it the fog
Burnt my eyes like the smoke do
Man, them niggas they might smoke you
Cause you got more, it's not war
Until they see you on the block more, they starving
You look like a meal ticket
But in the meantime, it's all in they mind
You still kick it, until they cross the line
That fine line, love and hate
They hate to see you loving life
When they luck in life, don't extend past the rabbit's foot
And your situation's looking rather good
Take money, take money
Nowadays, man, it's so hard to make money
But that green'll move, especially with the white
When you add it up, right
Yea that green'll move, especially with the white
But you playing with your life
Imagine this, close your eyes
Each second, somebody dies
You still alive?
You still alive?
Pinch yourself, do you feel pain?
Ask yourself, is this real pain?
Or something light?
At least if you feeling pain, you know you have life
Or something light, living, having breath, no mission
Yea, you got ears but do you listen?
Can you comprehend?
Heart is softer than the latest cotton blend
What you made of, you need makeup?
Trying to accent your traits or
Hide your face, you bought it so what you pay for?
Who you play for, say you in a gang
What's the object, you get points for making change or
Making change, I know it sounds the same
But nah, it ain't the same thing
Is you rocking chains, or rocking change or
Do the rock got you chained, to a rocking change
Will you rot in chains, or leave a blood spot
On the block where you, lost your brains
Your mind too, couldn't get off your back
You lost your spine too
Did he get his shit together? He was trying to
Said that you wake, we at your funeral
Cause of your mistakes and, you're late
Taking too long getting dressed
Too busy living I guess
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Writer(s): Stone C. Gossard, Eddie Jerome Vedder
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