Make Your Peace

Is this how you made it, or is this sickness out of control Is the beginning of the end right now? Let me know Do the saved souls travel the road of the souls lost? How come the dead can't talk? Through horrified eyes I can picture the other side And though my heart shed tears outside I couldn't cry Watched my homeboy die, day by day body tired Remember, I finally accounted before he expired They tell me there's a peaceful place, I want to see it They say I gotta leave it to see it, so it be it And though I appreciate being alive Sometimes I want to see how it feels to just die Come back and tell my story to the ones who really know me Converse with the angels and elders that went before me And satisfy the hunger for those who want to know If there's life after death, and if so, where we go I often find myself involved in deep thought I want to see is heavens a place like we thought And Christian science seems to think it's just a mind state But before I put my trust in a man I'll just wait Or better yet, I take the journey for myself Put a bullet in my own head, it's my death So when twelve o'clock jump on eve of 11/9 Suicide Just as I thought, a bright light Greeted by friends and family, so life-like Black and in between screams and then peace Lookin' in the eyes of the grieved and deceased Father please, send me back, I don't want to die I'm not as strong as I was and I can't lie And during all the mayhem somehow I remained calm And I woke up singing this song I been a pawn and I been a king And I've been down since the beckoning I try to look beyond the sight of sound And the lights come from the underground Rarely got questions but I found myself somewhat astound And through my quest for the answers, know what I found? I found that regardless to what people say The shooters gotta do it day for day So make your peace Open your books to the first chapter, verse four, page eight And link to my thoughts as my intents are to initiate And enter the minds of the ones who are blind And shed light to all the mankind written in rhyme I preach to each to get off your ass, stand on your feet 'Cause everyday it's niggas lying dead in the street We stuck in our ways, it's different now than back in the days Fuck what they say, 'cause ain't no coming back from the grave So when the gun goes pop and the lights go out Then you'll understand what I'm talking about I had a dream and seen a double sun, a different world was in the making The ruler of this new world was Satan The sky turned blood-red, the silent trumpet started playing Then I woke up, my imagination Running wild but then again the coming of Christ Could be the moment of any minute, now or tonight So make your peace, 'cause triple six is the mark of the beast It's dark in these streets And some might see it hard to believe but God is in me And yea, though I walk through the valley of the wickedness I know I'm protected 'cause I'm convicted Anybody believing in the Big Bang Theory And thinking that thyself is the God, you need to hear me How do you explain The skies, the moon, the stars and the rain The sun and the sea The Earth without form facing the deep Darkness and challenging the powers that be It's impossible for scientists to make up the seeds Didn't make up the trees, so why we turn our backs on the truth? This heaven and hell part we seem to hide from the youth I'm telling what few tongues of the evil will despise My intention's to revitalize, still I revive And I've read the Books, and I heard the lessons And I'm on my knees steady stressing You make your peace I been a pawn and I been a king And I been down since the beckoning I try to look beyond the sight of sound And the lights come from the underground Rarely got questions but I found myself somewhat astound And through my quest for the answers, know what I found? I found that regardless to what people say Shooters gotta do it day for day So make your peace