Death Is Certain Pt. 2 (it Hurts) Lyrics - Death Is Certain - Royce Da 5'9

Yeah, my nigga we greater than friends 

All we know is the beginnin, nobody controls the way that it ends 

I got, the weight of the world on my shoulders 

and one phone call can change it - make it fall 'til I'm all caved in 

My homie got shot and it's not lookin good for him 

No, this is not happenin, knock on wood for him 

Speedin to the hospital cryin, askin God, "Why?" 

I'm mashin, my car movin as fast as my mind 

This is not happenin to me 

My homie will not, and I repeat will NOT flatline on me 

How can I explain this vividly to your moms 

that this is behind entertainment? She won't get it 

All she understands is the boy that she raised just might 

die in a hospital bed fightin for his life 

I'm prayin, standin over you 

Lookin at you hooked up to a machine, holdin your hand, sayin 

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Don't you go nowhere. stay here with me 

Cause if you leave meeee. it hurrrrts so bad 

(Death is certainly gon' catch you) 

They can take me 

(Whoever especially you will be left hurt) 

I'll take yo' place 

(This is the cold, harshness of life) 

(Just when it unfolds you lucky to grow old - life!) 

Cause it hurrrrts so bad 

You tearin our team apart 

Though time heals all of our wounds it's still leavin a mark 

I took it too far; the feelin 

that's hidden deep in my heart, comes out, when I look at the scar 

And I can't kill, nobody to get you back 

Nigga that's somethin that time can't heal 

While I'm sayin my grace 

I'll be lookin up at the sky, and tellin God that he's makin a mistake 

You can't take away one brother and leave the rest of the clique 

Lord please, double check yo' list 

And if you get to his name and it's a check beside it 

Death comes in three's, take me next 

. but don't make me sweat, please 

I won't make it, I get restless speculatin 

Sons should bury mothers 

Every mother don't wanna bury her son, they sayin 

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Death is certainly gon' catch you 

Whoever especially you will be left hurt 

This is the cold, harshness of life 

Just when it unfolds you lucky to grow old - life! 

(And) Death is not no option 

I'm pullin money outta my pocket tryin to con the doctor 

Please, treat this thug the way you would treat yo' baby 

The way that you would treat yo' blood, I'll pay! 

As heavyweight as we are, I know how you medics are 

Cause I be checkin ER everyday 

I know we are a hairful - but doc 

this ain't one of them that came through shot that shoulda been careful 

Cause no dude could bleed; the way his heart pumps 

more than any patient that rode through that you seen 

The reason that he's my man 

Cause I tell him if he can hear me to squeeze my hand and he squeezes 

. so I tell him some things 

Don't let them machines help you breathe, don't leave from receivin 

'Round quarter to eight - his moms is sleepin 

His grip weakens, his squiggly lines go straight (go straight) 

Call the doctor, "Give him all you got! 

Shock him!" He gon' tell you it's too late 

Call the doctor, "Give him all you got! 

Shock him!" It's too late