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a.b. original - dead in a minute lyrics

[intro ad-libs: briggs & trials]
aye briggs! yo, whattup?
yeah we should probably get this record done dog
yeah, yeah a’ight, i got like five minutes left in me
of life! sh-t i’m already dead

[pre-chorus: caiti baker]
the clock ticks on (on, on)
numbers over the face (face)
every day is a victory
in this invisible race

[chorus: caiti baker]
i will always begin knowing i will never finish
i will always begin knowing i will never finish
i got too much to do
i could be dead in a minute

[verse 1: trials]
when i was fifteen they hit me with this midlife crisis
blood in my background like it’s filmed by isis
we mixed breeds and hybrids that run up to your parked car
hit you with this arm bar, now who got the half-caste?
nothing sweet as winning when you always got to start last
you jar-jar big mistake, c0keheads l1ck the plate
wack rappers l1ck the sack, government don’t give it back
so we gon’ take it all while we can before we take a fall
like owen hart, they watchin’ me like i
barbecued half of noah’s ark and jumped inside a lowered car
with tinted windows while i’m rippin’ indo
even though i’m sober, but that don’t mean a thing though
(come here, son) {bang}, i could be dead any minute
they want me out the way, in the grave or the prison
a slave to the system so i’m talkin’ on the mic
to bring black back in fashion as i walk into the light

[pre-chorus: caiti baker]
the clock ticks on (on, on)
numbers over the face (face)
every day is a victory
in this invisible race

[chorus: caiti baker]
i will always begin knowing i will never finish
i will always begin knowing i will never finish
i got too much to do
i could be dead in a minute

[verse 2: briggs]
throw me the keys to the lambo, notify the fam though
call the ambos, i’m goin’ out like rambo
suicide by cop, are you alive or what?
the crisis of midlife got me swinging this bowie knife
my life is just throwin’ dice and livin’ on borrowed time, i’m
clappin’ students like i’m bowlin’ for columbine
the strong and the silent type throw caution to the wind
gettin’ drawn and quartered, forcing every horse to drink
it’s the awesome force within, thing i’m forced to win
jesus, you crossed me once but never crossed again mate
ya kid get a big home and lovely foster kin
feel awful for the orphan but that’s what imposters get
let my epitaph read: “come down here and say it”
i’ll be hauntin’ all your prayers and f-ckin’ up your séance
i lived half your life but lived twice as nice
i did twice the stuff and lived half the time

[chorus 2: caiti baker]
i will always begin knowing i will never finish
i will always begin knowing i will never finish
i will always begin knowing i will never finish
i will always begin knowing i will never finish
i will always begin knowing i will never finish
i will always begin knowing i will never finish
i will always begin knowing i will never finish
i got too much to do
i could be dead in a minute
i could be dead in a minute
i could be dead in a minute

- a b original lyrics

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