Chill Bump - Just a Sample 2 lyrics
[Chill Bump - Just a Sample 2 lyrics]
Life’s a game, who’s ready to win
Who’s ready to face the true devil within
Are you ready to fight when
You step in the ring
Step to the right, move left and then swing
Learn from every bruise left in your skin
When time flies, shoot lead in it's wing
Seasons spin, loops end and begin
When the tables turn, you lose everything
Don’t cling to life, life is too complex
You’re a useless speck sliding
Through the nets
To the right and to the left
You slide from one cycle to the next
Use your head, try to do what’s best
Best be cool, use the time that you can get
Let the present guide your future steps
Defy death and die with few regrets
I’ma keep it real… (I’ma)
Eat, drink, leak, shit
Fuck ‘til I feel fulfilled… (I’ma)
Chill ’til I drop and a
Motherfucker reads my will… (I’ma)
Stick a middle finger in
The motherfuckin’ reaper’s grill
He can yield survival is a vital sport
Don’t lose time to suicidal thoughts
Don’t torture your mind, life’s too short
Quickly consumed like the lines you snort
The present is all that exists
It ain’t for nothing they call it a gift
No tomorrow… tomorrow’s a myth
Live now, just follow the drift
To the right - To the left
You slide from one cycle to the next
We are food for worms, lads
Each and every one of us in this room
Is, one day, gonna stop breathing, turn cold
And die
Who’s ready to face the true devil within
Are you ready to fight when
You step in the ring
Step to the right, move left and then swing
Learn from every bruise left in your skin
When time flies, shoot lead in it's wing
Seasons spin, loops end and begin
When the tables turn, you lose everything
Don’t cling to life, life is too complex
You’re a useless speck sliding
Through the nets
To the right and to the left
You slide from one cycle to the next
Use your head, try to do what’s best
Best be cool, use the time that you can get
Let the present guide your future steps
Defy death and die with few regrets
I’ma keep it real… (I’ma)
Eat, drink, leak, shit
Fuck ‘til I feel fulfilled… (I’ma)
Chill ’til I drop and a
Motherfucker reads my will… (I’ma)
Stick a middle finger in
The motherfuckin’ reaper’s grill
He can yield survival is a vital sport
Don’t lose time to suicidal thoughts
Don’t torture your mind, life’s too short
Quickly consumed like the lines you snort
The present is all that exists
It ain’t for nothing they call it a gift
No tomorrow… tomorrow’s a myth
Live now, just follow the drift
To the right - To the left
You slide from one cycle to the next
We are food for worms, lads
Each and every one of us in this room
Is, one day, gonna stop breathing, turn cold
And die