Artist:  Bass P
Album:  "It's Mine"
Song:  "It's Mine"

Verse 1:
One cap, two cap with a gun, wish I was strapped
Hope I wake up from my nap, or I'll be layin' down flat
Forever, and death is what I'm fearin', I'm steerin'
And tryin' to stay clear of drug highs.  It brings a tear to my eye
And why do so many have to die?
At such a young age, yo the devil's on a rampage
And who knows when we goes?  Your destiny you chose
And woes from those that loved ya.  All I knows is
On my last breath, when I face death
I'll be ready to take my first steps
Into the afterlife, my ending's in sight
Could take my flight like a kite, but I'm gonna fight outta the fright
Of leavin', now I'm grievin', perceivin' no more succeedin'
Lord, quit impedin'', bring me back and stop my bleedin'
'Cuz I ain't ready to go out, no doubt, lookin' like I showed out
More liquor will be poured out, my life's left me without
A chance to soar, and when that lion did roar--
Sent me six feet under the floor, forced me to implore the core
Of my existence until I climbed that hill like Jack and Jill
Found my will.  I'm alive, no murder no kill, but still
Wonderin' what it's like, a long road to heaven's height
Couple of women and a mic, and I'mma be all right
But my destiny is obviously to stay here, that's clear
And every year I thank the Lord for helping me to persevere
Got the love of the world in the palm of my hand
And understand, I'mma use it better than any man can
Damn, tryin' to keep my head up while I'm writin' my rhyme
In the midst of all this crime, love's hard to find, now unwind
The world is mine, it's mine, it's mine

Verse 2:
Check it--This world is cold, sometimes, you just wanna fold
And give up, but stay bold and find a role model to mold
Your life after and capture them dreams you chasin'
But you're waitin' and waitin', 'cuz thoughts of death be emanatin'
From your mind, time after time, like it's a damn chime
Remindin' you you're worth a dime, so you might as well find
A rock to climb under, eternal slumber--no one loves you
True?  You wonder, it's a blunder--plenty of people do
Boo-hoo, people are cryin', face down on the ground you're lyin'
Hey, you wanted it, now you're dyin'.  Can't come back, there's no use tryin'
"By and by," like Huck Finn, your soul's cleaned of all sin
Wishin' you could take another spin, but you turned yourself in
And when will you realize in others' eyes, you're worth a grand prize
Walked around in a disguise.  You left with no good-byes
To cries of us all, if you would've let down your wall
We could have caught your fall, no pallbearer to haul
Your coffin down the aisle of black, marble tile
Single-file for a mile and nobody got a smile
To show, 'cuz they so, so sad, and too bad
I wish you could come back and see all that you had
One more round, one more time.  Lord, I swear I'll be fine
I'm one of a kind.  The world is mine, it's mine, it's mine

Verse 3:
So much stress, I'm a mess, I must confess
I can't handle the pressure and the pain, and life is like a game
But game over, another quarter in order to play again
Pop it in, but this game's not givin' a second chance to win
It's kinda strange that I left with a pocket full of change
Deranged is how I felt, and I should've rearranged 
My lifestyle--too many times I had to climb out of a pile
Of shit, just tryin' to get myself out, but meanwhile
What was I thinkin'?  Must have been drinkin' that Jack
Now I'm sinkin', bring me back, no more blinkin', I'm a stat.  True dat
I see a light, so bright, got me reachin' with all of my might
But back on earth, doctors be screamin' stuff like, "Fight, man, fight"
And who's right?  Who should I listen to?  What do I do?
Ain't got a clue.  I thought I was gone, but I might pull through
Confusion in my head, instead of wantin' to live
Dead--can't really shed these thoughts, 'cuz they negative
It's madness, never had this problem before
Feels like I'm lower than the ground floor, and where's the escape door?
So I can leave this depression, and I'm guessin' that I'd see
A world of opportunity in front of the free me
Then see me rise to the top, and don't stop
But my balloon's about to pop.  It's my death drop, no props
On such a gray day, them clouds be blockin' the sun ray
Dark skies bring my demise and inside just want 'em to go away
And I'm alive, but not for long.  I'm so weak, while the world's strong
Can't figure out what the hell's wrong with me, just want to be gone, so I can see
My maker, let me take a good look at my life
All this bitchin' and strife be cuttin' my heart like a knife
With no comfort from a wife, no girl, I'm losin' hope
While the slope's gettin' steeper, I fall deeper, but I try to cope
With my mind, 'cuz it feels like it's in an everlastin' bind
Just wanna rewind to the good times when the world was mine
It's mine, it's mine, it's mine

Copyright 1998 Peter A. Roselli