Perry Maysun To The Dust We Shall Return Lyrics

[Intro]
There's so many planes in the sky
What if one of them falls down and crashes on my face?
Spent the whole night roaming 'round the Tri-State
Pondering my fate, wondering
What's the point? What has been lost?
In a price full life love at what cost?
I don't wanna wake up or regretful one day
Knowing there was a chance, but the love lost

[Chorus]
Said f*ck this, and f*ck that (What?)
Pour the 40s up and pack the blunt
Accept the truth and find the one you trust
I don't wanna die when I'm young
f*ck this, and f*ck that (What?)
Pour the 40s up and pack the blunt
Accept the truth and find the onе you trust
I don't wanna die when I'm young

[Verse]
Said, deep fears in thе chest of the afterlife
Regrets from the best, tell 'em pass the mic
Spill qualms, 'til dawn, and I've seen the light
Stay asleep for the day, going out tonight
I don't wanna regret nothing
One that got away while I was humming
Tunes in the air, girl, you lovely
Sorry, if I'm fast, or I'm rushing
Done f*cked up so many times
Seen shit with both of these eyes
In his mind, these questions arise of existence
Drown it with a fifth and some gin
On my last leg, you in west egg?
I'm across the way
Green light, shine bright on the evening lake
Brown eyes, golden, take your breath away
You can have my breath, I would die that way

[Bridge]
In a short time, it all turns to dust
So we gotta move fast
Girl, I'm sorry if I rush but— We once was dust and to the dust we shall return
To the dust we shall return
To the dust we shall return

[Chorus]
Said f*ck this, and f*ck that (What?)
Pour the 40s up and pack the blunt (Pack the blunt)
Accept the truth and find the one you trust
I don't wanna die when I'm young (I don't wanna die when I'm young)
f*ck this, and f*ck that (What?)
Pour the 40s up and pack the blunt (Pack the blunt)
Accept the truth and find the one you trust
I don't wanna die when I'm young (I don't wanna die when I'm young)

[Outro]
Qualms per fourth dimension
Father bestow me forgiveness
Green with envy, this pigment
Jaundice, piss pigment
Oversized clothes, strung out
f*ck it, Jesse Pinkman
Been a f*ck up since remembering
Ability to make decisions
Faith in living, cradle coddle
Blanket statement, stitches
Held each other solid, consolidate wrongdoings to break ceiling
Cadences guide these rhymes past highest highpoints
Higher than an LSD dipped joint
Twist to the beat 'til it pearls, like a hip joint
Destroy elation with a Magnum mag, and killjoy
I fear joy
Fearing what we think we don't deserve
I am food for the birds
Fly with me in they mouth, as they fly south for the winter
Like fading out resonating sound bites, yikes
Say you love me, just once, twice
Lock your fingers in my mine, throw away the key
She fulfills me, I yearn for your love