Letra de Dreamslave / Murder Me Prelude

To live is Christ, to die is gain,
I asked myself am I a slave,
Working for the finer things in life

Cuz I don't ever wanna lose control
Gain this world lose my soul
So free my mind let me go goodbye

So they tell us to give a toast to the good life
Or at least the one advertised
Let that champagne spill raise them glasses high
Make truth out of wishes
Pursue what your bliss is
Or cruise with the misses
Boat shoe ocean blue with a view of the fishes
You could get used to this feeling
We living life in your youth full of riches
While real treasure pass you by
But that's okay you never had this life
So be okay with being gratified
But never satisfied
Stay distracted by the greed of your appetite
And never sleep cuz you dream of the lavished life
Heart stay empty pockets stay stuffed
Cuz when you love money you don' ever got enough
The dream that you living for will make you a slave
Because the things you're living for can't go to your grave
Two fingers in the air for Heavy D, Steve Jobs, and Gill Scott rest in peace
These guys had the Gs for every pleasantry
But couldn't take it when they headed to the heavenlies
What you amass won't help on the day of wrath
Cuz what you earn can't go in your urn
Hedonism is bound up in freedom's prison
Cats dream of riches like Jesus isn't
So they get 'em a wife a house kids and a dog, a wife a house kids and a dog
Guess what they never really live at all naw man they never really live at all

To live is Christ, To die is gain,
I asked myself am I a slave,
Working for the finer things in life

Cuz I don't ever wanna lose control
Gain this world lose my soul
So free my mind let me go goodbye

Yo, Am I a slave? that's a good question,
it puts things into perspective with a good lesson
could I ever afford a necklace in my profession
that costs just as much as a Lexus
could i be flexin what do i consider precious
lets just, say i couldn't really find the bestest
ways to explain the gifts God gives,
what do i call a blessing
knowing wherever my heart is you find my treasure
so i guess something so intangible how do i measure,
gotta stop moving my mandible and get my thoughts together yeah
gotta let the potter put my heart together
or get shot up by a shooter who was shot with the Beretta
hallelujah
and it'd be hard for me to get up
to my very last words is I ain't be partin with this cheddar
but the truth will be i partin with all of it forever
tell the world i'll never fall for it but y'all getting better
its a set up
yeah

a wife a house kids and a dog
guess what they never really lived at all
naw man they ain't never really lived at all

To live is Christ, To die is gain,
I asked myself am I a slave,
Working for the finer things in life.

Cuz I don't ever wanna lose control
Gain this world lose my soul
So free my mind let me go goodbye