Bar - Life In Reverse

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i dig myself out my grave and walk by were i was buried
my legs start moving but i aint moving them im worried
i get took to the church listen to tupac at my funeral
soon i'll know whats goin on so i just let this happen
watch myself in the herse listen to me in the cd rapping
the cars in reverse im curious to were it takes me
it takes me back to the funeral directors were they leave me
im picked up rushed to the mourge in the hospital
n its so dam cold i can see the frost in my spittle
im put dead on the streacher but rushed back to the surgery
am un stiched blood rushes back but it isnt hurting me
they take the drugs out of me and i wake back up
i take my first breath look around and scream what the fuck
im put back to the bed tears go back up faces
frowns turn to smiles and crying back to laughter
im starting to feel better i must have been well looked after
im trying to catch glimpeses but everythings moving faster
im sitting in my house watcheing my kids and my wife
n thinking to myself how did i get thise life ?
i smile and i looked genuinly pleased
i must be 45 year olds and my wives still a tease
i leave the house then reverse back to the studio
take apart a classic album and un-write my lyrics
fall back to when i 30 and abused by the spirits
watch me reject 20 ecky spit up comfort south
blow out 5 lines of coke put vomit back in mouth
i retrace my steps and un-do the performance
give the grammy's back and un thank everyone
then im excited it must have just begun
but im swung back to my apartment in the slums
were we are rapping like fuck but me and snow are still bums
both of us just tryna make proud for our mums
i watch myself un-create snow'd in at the bar
then watch the skill leve fall back to far
i argue and make up with zara 23 times
i watch bethel un support me with my rhymes
get allowed back in to college dont sign up for the course
change my voice back in raps and sound a little hourse
i go back to school lose my respect and get dumber
become a virgin again losing my very first number
spit my first drink ah frosty back in the bottle
i go back kicking my football on the cobble
retreat through primary play kiss cuddle or torture
re enjoy the summer when it was a scorcher
help my sister and mum throgh that time we dont speak about
re-live my houshold when everyone just screamed and shout
forgot to speak fall back down start to crawl
get suck in my walking chair beside the wall
get burped close my eyes for the last time
take a deep breath nearing the end of my first rhyme
get took out of intesive care and put next to my mum
make that leap back up lifes now re begun

[Enimee]

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