Lyrics

[Intro] In order to make that trip to the future As efficiently as possible There's certain things in the past You'll have to leave in the past [Verse 1] I'd rather be dead than livin' in a world like this With nothin' to eat, no shoes on my feet Can't get a job 'cause my skin color Can't get a cab 'cause I'm a brother My back's against the wall in fear I might fall My last words when I die'll be "Fuck y'all hoes" Nobody knows me, nobody owes me shit, so suck my dick I'd rather be dead 'cause I'm sick Of all this racism, KKK shit, all brothers ain't bad But see you treat us like animals, so we tend to get mad This is for the suicidalists I'd rather be dead, grab the nine and I might just Cross my heart and hope to die Pull the trigger and kiss the whole world goodbye This is for my dead homies Dead bodies found layin' in my pocket but you don't know me You still trippin' off my old shit But I ain't said nothin' new, it's just that you don't know shit I'm still knockin' 'em out and knockin' 'em dead Dig what I said, 'cause I'd rather be dead [Interlude] I'd rather be dead [Verse 2] I'd rather be dead, no jokin' No use prayin' with the preacher for money, it ain't workin' No use gettin' me a nine to five 'Cause either way you look at it, I'm breakin' my back to be alive It goes somethin' like that, then somethin' like this Next thing you know, I get pissed My life is up and down, how you think that sound I'd rather be dead, I can't fuck around Time is wastin', lost the rat race and I just found out my dad's free-basin' Problems fall on my head like a ton of bricks And all I want to do is get my gun quick Bad news, bad signs And every time I want to talk, somebody tells me it's a bad time Another victim of circumstance Misled, that's why I'd rather be dead [Interlude] For those of you who had trauma in the past (I'd rather be dead) Experienced set backs, love didn't work out for ya [Verse 3] I'd rather be dead 'cause I'm pissed off And I'm mad at the world, I ain't got no girl Or no money, everything's sad but funny Everybody seems to think I'm a dummy But I'm gonna show 'em all, I won't miss none of y'all Try to figure out why I did it, you think you know it all I'm gonna hold my breath and wish for death And when I open my eyes, I wish there's just no more life left In my body, so I can party with the devil because I'm goin' to hell Might as well Soul and body embedded in a wooden box When the put me in the ground People just couldn't stop cryin' 'Cause they knew my soul was dyin' I'm goin' to hell, so you can stop trying to pray for me You should have talked to me Now I'm going to haunt your ass every night in your sleep You better heed the word that a dead man said 'Cause one day, you'll rather be dead [Outro] There's present tense, there are problems (I'd rather be dead) There are solutions when we dwell too much on the problems (I'd rather be dead) Enough spendin', enough time, quality time (I'd rather be dead) On the solutions, the solutions are the only thing that will delete the problems (I'd rather be dead)