A.B. Original, Caiti Baker - Dead In A Minute lyrics
[A.B. Original, Caiti Baker - Dead In A Minute lyrics]
Aye, Briggs! Yo, what up?
Yeah, we should probably get
This record done, dog
Yeah, yeah, a'ight, I got, like
Five minutes left in me
Of life! Shit, I'm already dead
The clock ticks on (On, on)
Numbers over the face (Face)
Every day is a victory
In this invisible race
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
When I was fifteen
They hit me with this midlife crisis
(You're dead) blood in my background like
It’s filmed by ISIS (You're dead)
We mixed breeds and hybrids that run
Up to your parked car
Hit you with this armbar
Now who got the half-caste?
Nothing sweet as winning when you
Always got to start last
You Jar-Jar big mistake
Coke heads lick the plate
Wack rappers lick the sack
Government don't give it back
So we gon' take it all while we can
Before we take a fall (Oh, shit)
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) gunshot 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
The clock ticks on (On, on)
Numbers over the face (Face)
Every day is a victory
In this invisible race
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
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 (For real)
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
May your 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 fuckin’ up your séance
I lived half your life but
Lived twice as nice
I did twice the stuff and lived half the time
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
Yeah, we should probably get
This record done, dog
Yeah, yeah, a'ight, I got, like
Five minutes left in me
Of life! Shit, I'm already dead
The clock ticks on (On, on)
Numbers over the face (Face)
Every day is a victory
In this invisible race
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
When I was fifteen
They hit me with this midlife crisis
(You're dead) blood in my background like
It’s filmed by ISIS (You're dead)
We mixed breeds and hybrids that run
Up to your parked car
Hit you with this armbar
Now who got the half-caste?
Nothing sweet as winning when you
Always got to start last
You Jar-Jar big mistake
Coke heads lick the plate
Wack rappers lick the sack
Government don't give it back
So we gon' take it all while we can
Before we take a fall (Oh, shit)
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) gunshot 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
The clock ticks on (On, on)
Numbers over the face (Face)
Every day is a victory
In this invisible race
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
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 (For real)
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
May your 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 fuckin’ up your séance
I lived half your life but
Lived twice as nice
I did twice the stuff and lived half the time
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