Are you living, or trying to earn your right to die?
Are you living, or are you barley getting bye?
When you're done living, will you fly or will you fry?
You don't need permission to simply open up your eyes
And live, live on, live on, live on, live on, and live
Yea Yea
I'm still here, still living, still surviving
Still analyzing, still in this pad scribing
Describing the life I see through un-sober eyes
It's different when a nigga got to live without his vices
Now that I'm wifeless, I live my life priceless
Cause true crisis separates men from mices
I tried to fight this, but man I kind of like this
Took anger and frustration sprinkled in a light twist of fear
Washed it down with some beer
Watched fear disappear, but the pain still remained on my brain like a stain
Tried bleach tried Gain tried bleach tried Gain again
But the pain still remained on my brain like a stain
Now they look at me strange and ask me silly questions like "Kay Bee man, how you maintain?"
I had to look in the mirror and ask myself the same thing
And the mirror said to me, "This is how you stay sane, and live"
So live on and live and live on
Are you living, or trying to earn your right to die?
Are you living, or are you barley getting bye?
When you're done living, will you fly or will you fry?
You don't need permission to simply open up your eyes
And live, live on, live on, live on, live on, and live
Yea Yea
Easy to say, but harder to do
I'm going thru the same thing as you
You lie to yourself so many time that lies that you tell to yourself became the truth
Then you tell the same lies that you learned to the youth
Miseducating them to now the don't know what to do
When the weeds run wild, snatch them up by the roots
So, here's what you should do: restart, relearn, regroup
Then repeat the same loop by two
Until the lie's no longer the truth
Then put the proof on the highest of roof
Do as I say, and not as I do
Hell naw! That's a hypocrite move
It starts with me, then works to you
Looks like we got some work to do
Don't take it personal dude, these just my personal views
I can spit it until my face turns blue
But you a man so do what you do, and just live
And live on and live
Yea Yea
Are you living, or trying to earn your right to die?
Are you living, or are you barley getting bye?
When you're done living, will you fly or will you fry?
You don't need permission to simply open up your eyes
And live, live on, live on, live on, live on, and live
Yea Yea