I’d Rather Be Dead lyrics

[Intro]
In order to make that trip to the future
As efficiently as possible
There's certain things in the past
You'll have to leave in the past

[Verse 1]
I'd rather be dead than livin' in a world like this
With nothin' to eat, no shoes on my feet
Can't get a job 'cause my skin color
Can't get a cab 'cause I'm a brother
My back's against the wall in fear I might fall
My last words when I die'll be "f*ck y'all hoes"
Nobody knows me, nobody owes me sh*t, so suck my di*k
I'd rather be dead 'cause I'm sick
Of all this racism, KKK sh*t, all brothers ain't bad
But see you treat us like animals, so we tend to get mad
This is for the suicidalists
I'd rather be dead, grab the 9 and I might just
Cross my heart and hope to die
Pull the trigger and kiss the whole world goodbye
This is for my dead homies
Dead bodies found layin' in my pocket but you don't know me
You still trippin' off my old sh*t
But I ain't said nothin' new, it's just that you don't know sh*t
I'm still knockin' 'em out and knockin' 'em dead
Dig what I said, 'cause I'd rather be dead
[Interlude]
I'd rather be dead!

[Verse 2]
I'd rather be dead, no jokin'
No use prayin' with the preacher for money, it ain't workin'
No use gettin' me a 9-to-5
'Cause either way you look at it, I'm breakin' my back to be alive
It goes somethin' like that, then somethin' like this
Next thing you know, I get p*ssed
My life is up and down, how you think that sound
I'd rather be dead, I can't f*ck around
Time is wastin', lost the rat race and
I just found out my dad's free-basin'
Problems fall on my head like a ton of bricks
And all I want to do is get my gun quick
Bad news, bad signs
And every time I want to talk, somebody tells me it's a bad time
Another victim of circ*mstance
Misled, that's why I'd rather be dead

[Interlude]
For those of you who had trauma in the past (I'd rather be dead!)
Experienced set backs, love didn't work out for ya

[Verse 3]
I'd rather be dead 'cause I'm p*ssed off
And I'm mad at the world, I ain't got no girl
Or no money, everything's sad but funny
Everybody seems to think I'm a dummy
But I'm gunna show 'em all, I won't miss none of y'all
Try to figure out why I did it, you think you know it all
I'm gunna hold my breath and wish for death
And when I open my eyes, I wish there's just no more life left
In my body, so I can party with the devil because I'm goin' to hell
Might as well
Soul and body embedded in a wooden box
When the put me in the ground, people just couldn't stop cryin'
'Cause they knew my soul was dyin'
I'm goin' to hell, so you can stop trying to pray for me
You should have talked to me
Now I'm going to haunt your ass every night in your sleep
You better heed the word that a dead man said
'Cause one day, you'll rather be dead
[Outro]
There's present tense, there are problems (I'd rather be dead!)
There are solutions when we dwell too much on the problems (I'd rather be dead!)
Enough spendin', enough time, quality time (I'd rather be dead!)
On the solutions, the solutions are the only thing that will delete the problems (I'd rather be dead!)