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[Intro: Sabac] Life and death, people come and go, it's part of our destiny. [Sabac] You ever have someone you care about just leave your life? Whether sudden or it's coming and you can't breathe right The first time I was ten when I endured that pain My friend's dad was shot in front of my face, I saw brains She was nine, she was crushed, she was mine, I had a crush Then she moved out of state, her moms abandoned her I knew this kid in middle school who refused to make friends Cause his dad was military, they'd be moving again It's the passing of a grandparent, mom, or dad Or a child, take advantage of the times we have It's divorce, it's death, it's the loss, regrets But for every loss we find something more to connect There's a plan though we don't always know what it is Like my friend who got married but wifey couldn't have kids Then his mom passed away, we were stunned and torn Nine months later their son was born [Sabac/Jordan Battiste] This is our destiny, what is meant to be will be It's out of our hands, part of the plan Respect time we have, enjoy the show Because people come and go And when they go they're missed Whether old or kids It's the memories we make, it's that ownership It's the unknown fear, it's the fear we know When our people come and go [Slaine] We're trapped in a race against time I guess that some of us are running slower You never know when the Grim Reaper might be coming over A boy watch his older brother go become a soldier Die overseas, now he barely sees his mother sober His father left her, he don't know if he should love or loathe her He wishes pops would just show up with a dozen roses Him and cousin Joseph jumping on the f*****g sofas Screaming out the window at the city while they're chugging sodas Laughing, not fully grasping or grappling with truth Smoking grass, hanging on the corner tackling their youth Absentee parents and violence is everywhere Chaos and loss surround them but their eyes never tear They share private stock, b*****s, Hennessy, fistfights and enemies They share the same pain, same blood, and same memories They was everything that was clear but wasn't said Till he shows up at the crib and finds his cousin dead [Sabac/Jordan Battiste] This is our destiny, what is meant to be will be It's out of our hands, part of the plan Respect time we have, enjoy the show Because people come and go And when they go they're missed Whether old or kids It's the memories we make, it's that ownership It's the unknown fear, it's the fear we know When our people come and go.