Artist: Bushwick Bill Album: No Surrender... No Retreat Song: Tragedy Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Bushwick Bill] Oh shit! Ay {*laughing*} On a collision course with death, every breath brings me closer to it Inevitable, the funeral, done deal Dead issue, old age or if Bushwick twist you The day's comin, and nothin'll save you That gun makes you braver but the question is nigga will a bulletproof save ya? Drama and your momma can't help it You can't help yourself Bleedin on a gurney, wishin that he shot someone else Now you're hit, drown in your spit, fucked up predicament The real shit nigga Bullet holes and pulled triggers equal injured motherfuckers We all gon' die, but I ain't goin out All y'all niggaz gon' read about a gun battle Headlines from M-I-A to Seattle Readin "They killed that nigga, but he took some with him" Family's grievin wishin they never FUCKED with me~! Thought my baretta wouldn't let you have it? IT'S A PART OF LIFE SO WHY IS IT TRAGIC?! Semi and fully automatics run the streets around here ADDICTS AND FULL BLOWN AIDS, WATCHIN YO' WEIGHT DISAPPEAR and crack smoke, nigga it's no joke IT'S TRAGEDY!!! SECONDS FROM INSANITY FEEL LIKE A DEMON IS GRABBIN ME TRAGEDY ALL AROUND YOU Then, the +Mind of a Lunatic+ steps in This is where your hell begins, it's TRAGEDY!!! SECONDS FROM INSANITY FEEL LIKE BUSHWICK IS GRABBIN YOU TRAGEDY ALL AROUND YOU Then, the +Mind of a Lunatic+ steps in This is where your hell begins, it's Comatose due, to a dose of your own medicine The good that you did in life, now it's irrelevant Between life, to the right of the light So serene and pristine look how it glitters and gleams To the left is true death, pitch black space and time Reserved for the wicked and those of your kind Your past time is killin but you ain't willin to die You don't want have your momma sittin in the church pews and cry While you live life this trife shit just caught up You know GOD DAMN WELL it ain't the way that you was brought up What it all boils when the ending is this You will do no more wrong nigga but sit in the midst of TRAGEDY!!! Seconds from insanity Feel like Bushwick is grabbin you tragedy all arounds you Then, the mind of Bushwick sets in This is where your hell begins, nigga, it's TRAGEDY!!! SECONDS FROM INSANITY FEEL LIKE THE DEMON IS GRABBIN YOU TRAGEDY ALL AROUNDS YOU Then, the +Mind of a Lunatic+ steps in This is where your hell begins Between your last breath in life and death The Demon had a gun and crept on ya and shot Victim of a plot, took your {?} from others Now your momma'll cry and try to hold on But the Demon's grip is too strong How you expect to live? Livin negative got your body like this, the holes are massive YOU'RE PISSIN IN PLASTIC, and don't even know it Situation get drastic IN THE GHETTO DON'T IT?! Fight to live all night, but your fate is sealed now Your faith in God's the only thing that's real You knew it would end nigga but not like this Want to die an old man, not caught in my twist Seekin sympathy near death in a fetal position Why this world so cold (nigga) they had no pity And then completed my mission 'Bout to reside on that other side and can't turn back Cause I have no pity nigga, now your body is trapped in TRAGEDY!!! Seconds from insanity Feel like Bushwick is grabbin you tragedy all arounds you Then, the +Mind of a Lunatic+ sets in This is where gravity begins, nigga, it's tragedy