The Art of Dying ft. Duke Vazquez Lyrics

Like everyone else, you want to learn the way to win, but never to accept the way to lose

To accept defeat, to learn to die is to be liberated from it. So when tomorrow comes

You must free your ambitious mind and learn the art of dying

I check the heat, I turn the stove on. I let my wrist work, I don't use my forearm

Standing in my lane gon' get you scored on. I'm the motherfucker that you snored on

I'm sitting in a palace with a chalice, let me get my lord on

I got trees full of hope in my garden. Defensive player of the year, no matter who I'm guarding

On these mics, I'm like Jordan. You motherfuckers more like Eric Gordon

This shit is boring. The pack got me soaring through the air

I come prepared. In a jungle, slap a motherfucking bear

I sit in a pocket like a chair. I leveled up on tracks like a stair

I hunt these rappers with a snare. I ain't playing fair

I embrace the darkness. Emerge on a track like a lochness

Excuse the harshness. I'm just trying to progress in my process

I was born with the burden of the pen. Our shit is organic, we don't follow no trends

Yo, Duke, I'ma take it to the end, even if they kill me

Yeah, I'ma do it all again. Yeah, I'ma do it all again

Yeah, coming through the static. Treat this music like a habit

Mars told you this would happen. I'm dropping soul, I'm soulmatic

Silencer on auto. Silence rappers in a panic

Energy rose from the earth. We moved too swiftly and most of us came from the dirt

I've been in this game and I put in the work. I would never sell my soul cause I know what it's

Worth. Yeah, I've been there before. I haven't seen you no more

Our contact fell through the floor. I came to settle the score

You fighting demons for sure. I just don't see them no more

My mind out the pavement. Now I'm writing these pages

You can't seem to replace this. The feeling is sacred like my vision is

Ancient and it stuck through the ages. And Pablo could paint this

I took the blueprint and coded it deeper than basic

Inflicting this damage. Still, nothing is changing

This life feels so amazing. Looking like a Michelangelo painting

Your dreams seem to be fading. Don't pretend cause in the end of the day

They'll be waiting. Peace