.25th hour. Lyrics

What's it mean to be alive ?

I done ran out of hours, I'm on 25

Scotty beam me up

I belong in the skies

It's not a gag gift, this hearse that I drive

It hurts and I've cried

Futile work on the side

Like none of it matters

The fruits of my labors

When disrespected by neighbors

Earn a first class ticket, no waiver

Guaranteed to see the Savior

I done seen the light

At high noon when the sun shine most bright

Too well I know the darkness

No muscle to pump blood, baby that's heartless

Saw a baby die, now I feel the world godless

I get on my knees, send my prayers to where God lives

Then I get up, gotta do me regardless

If you get it, you get it

If you know, you know

Life is a garden, look

What you sow you grow

Shout out my Momma for teachin me lessons

Put holes in her walls but she never was stressin

God, bless him

God, bless him

Simple prayers with a big impact

I shouldn't be here, God got my six

That's a big brag, a matter of fact

When it's my time I accept that list

Locs hang down to my shoulders

Witnessed kickin rocks to movin boulders

The block gets hotter, the hearts get colder

The good die young and the wise get older

"I'ma die young or live forever"

I felt those words on a different level

Dispatched the demons, bring on the devil

The times that I've died, number several

God on my side, He deserves a medallion

Keep a lit path, the serpents stay prowlin

Far off the Main Street, in a dead end alley

The shadow of death's what's left in this valley

And I just keep movin on

The drumbeat I march to, the groove is strong

Ba-rum-pum-bum-pum like I knew the song

When the blind lead the blind bet they movin wrong

There's nothing to see here, I lied so they'd move along

And not get stuck with the oohs and aahs

The cuts so deep, I bleed through the gauze

Bet the doctor say "He has angels"

I got a whole a squad of 'em

Some would say I have a whole lot of 'em

They all hitters, problem solvers

Semi's and automatics, not revolvers

Under a big sign that says don't involve us

The situations we in, we resolve 'em

All of 'em

All of 'em

The fat lady sing when the clock hit zero

Keep it movin like I don't have earlobes

To the top of the totem pole

I get it, you get it, you know I know

Sonic booms before goin ghost

Only my bruddanem know the toast

Not even bruddanem know the tea

Done ran out of hours, I'm on 25