Adios Songtext

Everybody gotta die someday
When The Grim Reaper take you away
Every life must come to an end
See you on the other side my friend
Everybody gotta die someday
When The Grim Reaper take you away
Every life must come to an end
I'mma see you in Hell my friend

Yo, yo - My Grandmother made me superstitious
No hats on beds
Twenty five years after she passed she still influences
It's like I still talk to her from beyond the grave
When good shit happens it's like it came from her in some type of way
And it go the other way sometimes with other people
When your people do bad things is that some other evil?
Is there some other type of fuckery that's not as equal?
Is there some other type of suffering beyond the reaper?
Let's talk about having shootouts where children play
Where the price of life is less than a brick of yay
And the very same kid you might think you saved
In a couple of years he'll have a gun too and a clip to spray
And he may be the one that sprays your kid
Stabs him a 100 times with a machete how they did to Junior in the Bronx on camera in front of our faces
Some shit will never make sense, it's gotta be the work of Satan

Everybody gotta die someday
When The Grim Reaper take you away
Every life must come to an end
See you on the other side my friend (Adios)
Everybody gotta die someday (Get 'em out of here)
When The Grim Reaper take you away (Fuck yo' life)
Every life must come to an end (Argh, yeah)
See you on the other side my friend

There's gotta be some type of higher power lookin' over me (facts)
Cause all the dirt I did through the years it should be over, B
Preacher prayin' over me, grandmoms with the rosary
All the robberies with no mask, the victims know its me
Now I see old ladies and help them with their groceries
Hopefully the good deeds make my karma strong
What could you do when you know it's on?
Just look over your shoulder for Benny Blanco with the broken arm
I knew it was wrong but I still did it, real (quiddick/critic) (?)
Mindstate was ill and real vicious (real shit)
But hold up, lemme be real with it
Cause when you got a pill sickness everybody becomes a meal ticket
I really lived it so i know what it's about
You ain't built like that you should stop running your mouth
Cause you a good kid you shoulda never left the house
Cause when you go to hell, The Devil's gonna fuck you in your mouth
Ouch!

Everybody gotta die someday
When The Grim Reaper take you away
Every life must come to an end
See you on the other side my friend
Everybody gotta die someday
When The Grim Reaper take you away
Every life must come to an end
I'mma see you in Hell my friend

Yeah, uh --
Rape is more about power than it's about sex
Funerals are for the living
What you know about death?
Slow motion suicide, Heroin, Crystal Meth
No liver left, cancer patients chewing Nicorette
I've been to the wakes of a lot of killers, son
Wondering if they're in heaven then so is everyone
What if there's nothing but emptiness when you say 'good night'?
Are you only scared to die because you lived a good life?
If your parents sold you as a baby into slavery
The darkness would be a blessing, come to the grave with me
Late to the barbecue, they savin' a paper plate for me
You imagine hell as a place hot as a bakery
But hell is on earth where devils pretend to be neighborly
I talk to the dead in my dreams, what do they say to me?
Could it be my subconscious playing games with me?
Or the ancestors keeping wickedness away from me

Everybody gotta die someday
When The Grim Reaper take you away
Every life must come to an end
See you on the other side my friend
Everybody gotta die someday
When The Grim Reaper take you away
Every life must come to an end
I'mma see you in Hell my friend

Japanese sample
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