Dying Daze Lyrics

Dying Daze

are ya living to live

are you living to die

are you living a tale 

are you living a lie

you got one life to life

are you living it right

you’ve got one life to live

who wants to ride



everyday i do it my way

live my life the way

i dont care what they say



dying daze

ridin till my dyin daze



im sick of watchin birds spill

im sick of chasin dollar bills

im sick of systems tryin to seal my fate

i’d rather taste the sunshine with some endo

i wanna climb waterfalls all day

i wanna open sky with my psychedelic eye

i wanna ride around the world today

and if i never make it home 

i know my soul is gonna roam

im gonna ride until my dying day



ridin till my dyin daze



i’ve been all around the world 

from the east to the west

japan to LA i said damn take a breath

livin life fast put the rest in the past

till my dyin daze i’ll go ridin to the last

and until my dying days i’m living

life to the fullest, staring at the rip cord

wondering when i should pull it, thinkin i wanna

stop but know i gotta go faster, gonna go

till i’m broke then throw me out to pasture

alright johnny richter ? get the picture

knowin damn well how we flip these scriptures

the beats gonna hit ya, ya feel that vibe

its a dance hall funk with the punk rock rhyme

so get down to pit cause its gonna explode,

circle gonna blow from the first distant go,

whether hittin 5th wide or chargin 12 step

gaps, thats it when you commit cause theres no turning back.



ridin till my dyin daze



im sick of watchin blood spill

im sick of chasin dollar bills

im sick of systems tryin to seal my fate

i’d rather taste the sunshine with some 

i wanna climb waterfalls all day

i wanna open sky with my psychedelic eye

i wanna ride around the world today

and if i never make it home 

i know my soul is gonna roam

im gonna ride until my dying day



ridin till my dyin daze



last chance gotta chose a path, either hit the brakes

or give a fist full of gas, give a last push on hope

your pegs on tight, cause loose screws won’t do 

in the middle of flight.

naw get it right doc you know loc loc rocked it

every time i spit you know it sits in the pocket

we the hot topic like dub for sale

dloc and johnny richter got it wrapped in the mail

we was sent first class signed sealed and inked

overnight express with all the free drinks, what’d you

really think didn’t know bout the team, you know you

wish you would’ve known we rolled 15 deep

Johnny Richter, Daddy X, Big Pak, and Loc

Dog Boy, Bobby B and Lou Dog’s fro

on the road doin shows with Munchyz clothes

and everybody knows that i spit these flows





[Thanks to  Northernlit420@yahoo.com  for sending these lyrics]