Ricky Hil - R.I.P. DJ AM lyrics

Watching all the children play
Smoking on my haze
Thinking 'bout the days when I
Used to be so nerdy, yeah
Now I'm high like I prefer to
Be, currently, slightly outta my mind, damn
And then we cut girls off
For getting outta line
I wanna make it there but
I'm running outta time
Baby I'm one of a kind
Spitting that shit 'til we
Running outta rhymes
And the prophecy's, hi I'm designed

Do we really die? They recycle our souls
Buried in the ground 6 feet down

RIP to DJ AM
Paying all my homage to the Fools Gold
Sometimes life gеts a little too cold
Don't know where to go
Thеn your heart gets froze
Damn, I feel like that every other day
But i bring it right back
I keep my head real high
But real down low with my black Yankee cap
And if they open up the space
Then I'm filling up with gap
Every single day I be filling up
My stash, lil bit of Kush
Little bit of hash

Like I said man, RIP dJ AM, Fools Gold
God bless everybody over there right now this
A hard time, yeah, but we gon try to
Live our lives, if there's lettuce, heh
Limosa