Released on April 9, 2016

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[HOOK: t.ANT]

I just wanna live beyond my dying day

I just wanna live beyond my dying day

Live beyond my dying day

Live beyond my dying day


[VERSE 1: Notty Taylor]

All alone, I pray for moments like this

To be inspired by the words that exist

Within my mind, create these lines

Illustrate old times

Living and breathing within my rhymes

I heard a wise line, from a wise man

Its been all on my mind

Watch the company you keep, its key to growth

My dead homies is the proof, oh

I heard the only thing worse than growing old, is not so

I learned to cut ties to survive the crucible, its crucial

Yеah, I'm on a search for something mutual

Man, I gotta know

Me and GOD on this journеy all alone

All along, musically, I've tried to make a way, some

I need lyrics on my tongue

Like an infant, needs milk for existence

See, teen spirit got me numb

For instance, hitting girl I came with

And her friend in the distance

Winded like she running wind sprints, couldn't wait

Saw football and hoop dreams deflate

A true fiend's weight

We ain't perfect, everybody make mistakes


[HOOK]

I just wanna live beyond my dying day

I just wanna live beyond my dying day

Live beyond my dying day

Live beyond my dying day


[VERSE 2: Notty Taylor]

Until then, I'll concede the hate

My art ain't judged, I just create

No pressure, no weight

Welcome to the land of the misfits

Where niggas talking big shit

We giving tools to the youth

Like they come with brief cases and a business suit

Inner city blues, its a route you gotta choose

Gotta pay your dues or pay these fools or pay these schools

To protect you, yeah, from you know who

I know the truth, I just hope you do

Living fast, life free

Searching for the ends where they don't meet

Heater combat the cold running in the streets

Doing work with niggas, right now they can't even speak

46 was the word and its looking bleak

January 23rd, I'm dreaming money for a verse

I still feel the worst

I been praying for the gift without the curse

These women lie, so my lies get worse, submersed in it

Be first, admit it

I preyed on you and now you pray for a death sentence

Damn I knew she never meant it