*dedicated to all the Syrian Christians Martyred by ISIS
* dedicated to Kanye West and Rick Ross, Live Fast Die Young
http://youtu.be/ZocrHzjjwVU
So they could never say we never lived it
And if I see Biggie tonight, I loved every minute - Kanye West
+-----/Didymus Dying; The Thoughts of Thomas Before Visiting Lazarus, Prepared to Die
I wonder what Lazarus dreams
in Sheol, if he can see,
leaning against Abraham, smoke rising
or smell smoldering soot, scent of olive wood,
on the other side,
from the blaze we kindled tonight,
its warmth consoling our hands
in solemn serenity
perhaps just one last time together,
our collective foreboding wresting
from us our fondest memories,
as we eulogize them by fire
with dramatic intonation- like hymns,
a dirge at a funeral pyre.
Tomorrow in Judea we shall hail
former luminaries of the synagogue
as assassins,
Pharisees and Sadducees
with a perverse predilection for death:
Herod’s soldiers are already burnishing
their silver and sinister swords
and grinning that deranged and snaggletoothed
grin all soldiers do before they kill.
Staring at the stars, our souls
seemingly suspended in time, for a time,
we fall asleep in succession,
each making a pact of loyalty to one another,
and with our cause – (salvation for the world).
I watch the rhythmic breathing,
rising and falling of my brothers, my Savior,
and wonder
if he can hear my whispering above crackling logs,
Lazarus, I plead, “remember me my friend,
as I soar across that divide…”
perhaps with my head hacked off,
my body pelted or impaled with serrated stone
fueled by the din of a diabolical mob,
our martyrdom cascading from Judea to Rome,
blood pooling at the feet of Satan,
Tiberius Caesar.
--------------------John 11:1-16
Now a certain man was sick, named Lazarus, of Bethany, the town of Mary and her sister Martha.
(It was that Mary which anointed the Lord with ointment, and wiped his feet with her hair, whose brother Lazarus was sick.) Therefore his sisters sent unto him, saying, Lord, behold, he whom thou lovest is sick. When Jesus heard that, he said, This sickness is not unto death, but for the glory of God, that the Son of God might be glorified thereby. Now Jesus loved Martha, and her sister, and Lazarus. When he had heard therefore that he was sick, he abode two days still in the same place where he was. Then after that saith he to his disciples, Let us go into Judaea again. His disciples say unto him, Master, the Jews of late sought to stone thee; and goest thou thither again? Jesus answered, Are there not twelve hours in the day? If any man walk in the day, he stumbleth not, because he seeth the light of this world. But if a man walk in the night, he stumbleth, because there is no light in him. These things said he: and after that he saith unto them, Our friend Lazarus sleepeth; but I go, that I may awake him out of sleep. Then said his disciples, Lord, if he sleep, he shall do well. Howbeit Jesus spake of his death: but they thought that he had spoken of taking of rest in sleep. Then said Jesus unto them plainly, Lazarus is dead. And I am glad for your sakes that I was not there, to the intent ye may believe; nevertheless let us go unto him. Then said Thomas, which is called Didymus, unto his fellow disciples, Let us also go, that we may die with him.
------Live Fast Die Young Lyrics
H*, I want to show how you all look like beautiful stars tonight
You've got to feel it
Aw, you soundin' good
They say we can't be livin' like this for the rest of our lives
But we gon' be livin' like this for the rest of tonight
And you know they gon' be bangin' this s* for the rest of our lives
So live fast and die young
Live fast and die young
Live fast and die young
Livin' fast, now it's all in the rags
Hard-headed, but my top peelin' back
Tinted glass on my '57, n* with a attitude
Me, young and radical, methods are mathematical
Let my convertible marinate on the avenue
Mami, that's half a million, I'm livin' la vida rapido
Die young, but f* it, we flew first class
Turned you to a rich b* by your first glass
Up in this b* and we lit up like a screen
Every time we hit the charts, n* shoot up like a fiend
Stuntin' like we printin' money with machines
What you see me wavin', Vacheron Constantin
Like Mike, my Spikes stay all white
24 karat gold, eighty carats worth of ice
Ice insured, f* life insurance
I live for the moment, and put a bullet on that
Ross got the club rockin' like a f* boat
I'm the pirate on this ship, all you mates got to go
Good party over here, everybody over here
You know the word travel fast, everybody know we here
All the bottles over here, even spread it over there
All the models over here, but they s* everywhere
She came to party like it's 1999
If she died on my d* she would live through my rhymes
They say we can't be livin' like this for the rest of our lives
But we gon' be livin' like this for the rest of tonight
And you know they gon' be bangin' this sh* for the rest of our lives
So live fast and die young
Live fast and die young
Live fast and die young
For all my young ladies that drivin' Miss Daisy
Drivin' me crazy, rock the beat, baby
I'm about to err, she eat up the pavement
I don't give a err, baby, he crazy
I'm back by unpopular demand
Least he's still poppin' in Japan, shoppin' in Milan
Hoppin' out the van, screams from the fans
"Jeezy, always knew you'd be on top again!"
And we 'bout to hit Jacob the Jeweler
So I can be like Slick Rick, and rule ya
Dr. Martin Louis the King, Junior
And I'ma never let the dream turn to Krueger's
My outfit's so disrespectful
You can go 'head and sneeze 'cause my presence blessed you
I mean, we walked in this b* so stylish
N* done mistook me for my stylist
And I know it's superficial and you say it's just clothes
But we shoppin' in that M*, and it just closed
So go ahead and just pose
When she walked up out the dressing room, the store just froze
And I know they tryna get they cool back
And them ghetto b* hollin' "How you do that?"
So they could never say we never lived it
And if I see Biggie tonight, I loved every minute
They say we can't be livin' like this for the rest of our lives
But we gon' be livin' like this for the rest of tonight
And you know they gon' be bangin' this sh* for the rest of our lives
So live fast and die young
Live fast and die young
Live fast and die young
Peter Piper pickin' peppers, Rick pitch poems
My leather long enough to keep a thick b* warm
When that a* is enormous, abs abnormal
And tans in the morning on sands in California
Seems like we gettin' money for the wrong things
Look around, Maseratis for the whole team
Look at Haiti, children dyin' round the clock, n*
I sent a hundred grand, but that's a decent watch, n*
I'm gettin' better, 'cause it would at least have dropped, n*
I'ma get my money right, just watch, n*
She had a miscarriage, I couldn't cry, though
'Cause you and I know she was only my side h*
Uh, I got 'em catchin' amnesia
Time to pull my f* minks out the freezer
See the lynx and you just think, "Jesus"
I'm hot 'til the day a day freezes
Young and radical, methods are mathematical
I'm multiplyin' my money through different avenues
Took many to war, shook never before
For my mother I applaud Ms. Afeni Shakur
Ice insured, f* life insurance
Three bad bitches, it don't come concurrent
Still, you know the dope won't stop
And if I die today bury me in a dope-a* watch
They say we can't be livin' like this for the rest of our lives
But we gon' be livin' like this for the rest of tonight
And you know they gon' be bangin' this s* for the rest of our lives
So live fast and die young
Live fast and die young
Live fast and die young
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