Face to face caught in a chase essential bases to earn

As the world continues to turn its death to life life after death

What's given to us is disregarded or well kept

Face to face glory or disgrace did you wake up this morning to The rise of the day be thankful instead of running away

I'm saying to all somebody didn't make it anyway   



Picture this a war zone incarcerated heat where blood boils and there's no outlet to unleash but upon each other its sad to see the fist when its facing the end of a barrel of a full clip shattered lives and dreams what does it all mean when the value of a life doesn't seem to be esteemed caught by the trigger or other forms of weaponry survival game where trouble hearts aren't contained to a lesser thought but thoughts convert to action physical aggression from mental transactions where rivers of life have become blood and tears creating droughts of despair as I have seen from what appeared love ones ask why my people had to die i wish I knew all the answers but i won't even try cause it hurts to see a life robbed by jerks whose mentality ain't worth the dirt on this earth.



All living things come face to face

Yeah all of us have decisions to make

All living things come face to face

Now how we go about to deal with it is the case



Pass the streets where blood and tears run underneath its a pinnacle of sorrow destiny of a thief violence speaks where so many souls have been reached snatch the life out of them it doesn't make no peace I've seen its ugly head with jaws that spread like a disease make crime and robbing look like siamese in this war a tug from thugs aren't dismissed where arguments become fatal over such pettiness what a shame if it was us would it be same there's a price on the fast lane gaining much in vain I remember talking to someone the other day about so and so who got shoot and left to rot but the clock never stops it continues to tick as a life enters the world another made their exit some may share this view while others oppose and that's their choice its just how some things in life goes.



Encounters of a different kind what's there to find somethings aren't exposed if the light hasn't shined in the prime of life where futures look bright but in the now so many still wandering how as days turn away nights come to play there's unoccupied beds of those shedding tears of what if regrets of the past interject to eternity living afterlife in misery another casualty of an unfulfilled destiny of a life cut short of a tainted course when you live by the sword you die by the sword when the innocent suffer for the guilty its a remorse to existing ones of what has become a statistic every life must come to an end one day sooner or later but what you doing now is the concern as pages of life make their turn.     



Its reality extra read all about it if seeing is believing

Then whose gone to see about it no special effect

When it comes to self check face to face

Where many have seen the bloodshed

Its not far cause already near but the victory is won

When you overcome the fear and that's to live and have life

More abundantly finality is greater than beginning or entry.