Music Monday — Prognosis by Trip Lee

Verse1:
Hey I still recall the day the doctor told me that I was sick.
Yea my mind keeps going back. It was a trip.
Look I was thinking he ain’t know the facts.
Probably because my heart couldn’t get a hold of that.
He said that I was terminal and that it spread quick.
And my whole body was infected I’m desperate.
My mind’s racing at this point I want to exit.
Because all his test suggest that I’d be dead quick.
But honestly man I really should have seen the signs.
I was blind though and couldn’t read between the lines.
I was numb so I couldn’t feel my fever climb.
But my whole system was foul, like comedic lines.
The way they treat it fine.
I staggered out like I was drinking wine.
I wasn’t even trying to think about my plans for the evening time.
All I could think was I was weak and dying.
I was reminded of the life that I would leave behind. And so,

Chorus (2x)
I know it’s headed for me soon and I’m terrified.
I’m afraid of what’s coming and I’m scared to die.
But it ain’t looking good for me.
No, it ain’t looking good for me.

Verse 2:
I got home and it hit me in the worst way.
I’ve been sick with this disease since my birthday.
I was ridden with symptoms since my first day.
Head to toe my whole system in the worst state.
I was mentally ill. I was futile in mind.
Darkened in my understanding. Was a student of crime.
Having eyes couldn’t see because I was truthfully blind.
Having ears couldn’t hear but couldn’t do any signs.
Throat was an open grave, tongue used for the lies.
Snake venom under lips which I would use to divide.
Had chips on my shoulders was wounded inside.
Both my lungs collapsed inhaling second hand pride.
Below the waist was just more of the same,
Feet swift to shed blood if something more was to gain.
Man this bad blood simply poured through my veins.
Can’t ignore it anymore, ain’t the story the same?
I was in pain so,

Chorus (2x)
I know it’s headed for me soon and I’m terrified.
I’m afraid of what’s coming and I’m scared to die.
But it ain’t looking good for me.
No, it ain’t looking good for me.

Verse 3:
My whole life had been exposed as dark.
My disease had my deeds hitting off the mark.
But I had loved my illness even from the start.
Look everything was a symptom of my broken heart.
It pumped corruption to every single part of me.
It pumped death and deception through arteries.
My direction was set to invest and reflect in deception
The threat in my best and my death wasn’t far from me.
Could try to beat the symptoms now,
It wouldn’t matter because my heart would keep me living foul.
I was helpless and hopeless. It’s ending now.
Unless somehow I get a new heart, well this is how.
I heard that there were others with the same plight,
But there was One begot the Son who could save life.
And His heart was so perfect, He gave life.
My heart of stone has been exchanged I’ve been changed right?

Chorus (1x)
I know it’s headed for me soon and I’m terrified.
I’m afraid of what’s coming and I’m scared to die.
But it ain’t looking good for me.
No, it ain’t looking good for me.

Outro:
I was told that God’s standard is so high, but my broken heart kept me from meeting His standard. So I just kept falling short over and over and over again. There really was nothing I could do. It was not looking good for me. I guess my question for you is. Since God’s standard is perfection, and none of us meet it, how do you plan on getting by? I know how I do it. And to be honest, I ain’t worried about a thing.

 

Link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mvVlxfHhWRs

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