Hook:
Where can you find,
A place to get away from the chains of time,
When it’s time to die,
Tell me exactly where can you hide
Verse 1:
It’d be a lie, if I told you that I never thought of death,
Finally coming to rest after a life full of stress,
Or reaching distress,
After a life full of sex and lies, heart full of pride,
Walkin ‘round wit haughty eyes,
Hard-headed guys,
That seems all we grow up to be,
“What’s one we gotta catch every fish in the sea,”
So many long-gone from catchin HIV,
Didn’t we all say one time that, “It won’t be me,”
But death’s got a radar,
And no matter where you are I guarantee you’re never too far from being a target,
Whether you’re soft as cake or straight-up the hardest,
Whether you’re real or fake it never takes a bargain,
Whether you’re dead broke or a millionaire,
Check the record, there’s a lot of dead billionaires,
For all those walkin ‘round like you’re never gonna die,
Answer this question for me,
Where can you hide?
Verse 2:
Are the moon and the stars out of God’s jurisdiction,
Does the sun extend farther than His knowledge and wisdom,
Where can one go to be out of the reach of judgment,
Safe from the graves grip with no need to repent,
Can fame, shepherd you through the dark in death’s valley
Untouched and unafraid of what will come to be,
Can your crew stop deaths hand, will they be by your side
To protect you and keep you from ever seeing demise,
Tell me what man has, is there but one left
That wrestled death and still managed to walk away with his breath,
Death doesn’t wither, so if you did get a “W,”
Trust in your weak days it’ll be back for round 2,
It’s one immutable truth, common relation amongst men,
All must die, all must come to an end,
Whether you know it or not, you’re just standin’ in line,
Waitin to look in the eye of a Judge on high
Verse 3:
Verse 3 is written and recorded by Demetrius “Deacon D.A.S.” Springer
