No VIP in the Grave (Remix)
A song made by BLAKK POT
No VIP in the Grave (Remix)
A song made by BLAKK POT
(Spoken)
Yeah, God knows best... Blakk Pot, listen to the riddim of the earth, chale.
It beats for the rich, it beats for the poor...
But when the drum stops, we all lay down in the same cold ground.
No VIP section in the cemetery. Eiii!
Just because the silent angel never knocked upon your door
Don't pretend you're immortal, don't you ignore
Every breath you take is a rental, a loan
A privilege from the Father, not a thing you own
Better souls than you have bowed and left the scene
Kings and prophets fell, so who you think you've been, broda?
Today could be your final sunrise, your last walk
So why you flexing in a system made of chalk?
Walk down to the funeral ground, watch the mourners weep
Some are crying for the soul, some are crying in their sleep
Will they one day be the one they're standing over?
Yes, my broda, yes—the grave has no rover
Death is a leveler, it don't see your pride
The coffin don't care what you drive or who you hide
So stop giving yourself class, stop giving yourself rank, chale
The river of life is a river that will sink
Every boat, every crown, every borrowed throne
In the end, my friend, you'll stand alone
Why you envy your neighbor? Why you covet his gold?
The same worms that eat him will eat you when you're old
How long will you live? Did you count the days?
Did you check the fine print of your fleeting ways?
Stop acting like you're permanent, like you own the land
You're just a traveler holding dust in your hand
The king and the beggar, the priest and the thief
All lie side by side when they find their relief
(Slower, intense)
Have you ever thought of it? In the midnight still
That your heart could pause, that your time could spill?
Not to frighten you, but to set you free
So you love like water, so you bend your knee
Tomorrow's not a promise—it's a fragile gate
(Spoken)
So when you see that casket lowering down... Blakk Pot
Remember—it's not a warning, it's a mirror.
Look inside. Let go of the weight.
Live humble. Love freely. Forgive now.
Because one by one... yes, one by one...
We all go home.
Walk good, have empathy, my people.
