Dreamslave/ Murder Me prelude

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To live is Christ, to die is gain
 I asked myself am I a slave
 Working for the finer things in life
 Cause I don't ever wanna lose control
 Gain this world, lose my soul
 So free my mind, let me go
 Goodbye
 They tell us toast to the good life
 Or at least the one advertised
 Let that champagne spill, raise them glasses high
 Make truth out of wishes
 Pursue what your bliss is, a cruise with the misses
 Boat shoe, ocean blue with a view of the fishes
 You could get used to this feeling
 We living life in your youth full of riches
 While real treasure pass you by
 But that's okay you never had this life
 So be okay with being gratified, but never satisfied
 Stay distracted by the greed of your appetite
 And never sleep cause you dream of the lavish life
 Heart stay empty, pockets stay stuffed
 Cause when you love money you don't ever got enough
 The dream that you living for will make you a slave
 Cause the things you're living for can't go to your grave
 Two fingers in the air for Heavy D, Steve Jobs and Gil Scott
 Rest in peace
 These guys had a G for every pleasantry
 But couldn't take it when they headed to the heavenlies
 What you amass won't help on the day of wrath
 Cause what you earn can't go in your urn
 Hedonism is bound up in freedom's prison
 Cats dream of riches, like Jesus isn't
 So they get 'em a wife, a house, kids and a dog
 A wife, a house, kids and a dog
 Guess what, they ain't ever really live at all
 Naw man, they ain't ever really live at all
 To live is Christ, to die is gain
 I asked myself am I a slave
 Working for the finer things in life
 Cause I don't ever wanna lose control
 Gain this world, lose my soul
 So free my mind, let me go
 Goodbye
 Yeah
 Am I a slave?
 That's a good question
 It puts things into perspective, what a good lesson
 Could I ever afford a necklace in my profession
 That costs just as much as a Lexus, could I be flexin'?
 What do I consider precious
 Lets just, say I couldn't really find the bestest
 Ways to explain the gifts God gives
 What do I call a blessing
 Knowing wherever my heart is you find my treasure
 So I guess with something so intangible, how do I measure
 Gotta stop moving my mandible and get my thoughts together, yeah
 Gotta let the father put my heart together
 Or get shot up by a shooter who was sharp with the Beretta, hallelujah!
 And it'd be hard for me to get up
 To my very last words is I ain't partin' with this cheddar
 But the truth will be I parted with it, all of it forever
 Tell the world I'll never fall for it, but y'all getting better
 It's a set up, yeah
 A wife, a house, kids and a dog
 Guess what they ain't ever really live at all
 Naw man, they ain't ever really live at all
 To live is Christ, to die is gain
 I asked myself am I a slave
 Working for the finer things in life
 Cause I don't ever wanna lose control
 Gain this world, lose my soul
 So free my mind, let me go
 Goodbye
 Goodbye, uh
 Oh oh oh oh
 Say, say goodbye
 Goodbye
 Everybody
 Say oh oh oh oh
 Free my mind, let me go
 Goodbye
 Goodbye, woah
 Oh oh oh oh
 Woah oh oh oh oh
 Woah oh oh oh oh
 Oh oh oh oh oh
 Oh oh oh oh oh
 Goodbye
 To live is Christ, to die is gain
 I asked myself am I a slave
 Working for the finer things in life
 Cause I don't ever wanna lose control
 Gain this world, lose my soul
 So free my mind, let me go
 Goodbye
 Goodbye
 Oh oh oh oh
 Woah oh oh oh oh
 Woah oh oh oh oh
 Oh oh oh oh oh
 Two fingers in the air for Heavy D
 Two fingers in the air for Heavy D
 Can't forget my homie Sully G
 Two fingers in the air for Heavy D
 I fantasize and try to dream of
 Security to try satisfy me but
 They don't measure up to please cuz'
 Real treaure comes in Jesus
 So I abort the created and adore The Creator
 I avoid what I savor cuz' rewards coming later
 My award is The Savior
 He is the prize
 My heart's toward what is wayward
 So what is in me must die

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Duration
06:07
Key
8
Tempo
81 BPM

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