Ex-Fil

I mean I'm like throbbing with pain, I got a mob in my brain They told the doc I'm insane, so can I be real? You cats ain't barking the same, I'm in the dark with the rain And so I'm sparking a flame, and that's the real deal I'm on my broken halo, I never lay low Pulling cash fast and roll a double as I play go To get a peso, don't need a say so I spray flows and away hoes, just me and my chick Uh, my needle's on sick, my mind is on flip You need a long clip, to find my twilight Meanwhile they rolling Denver on that high life White bright lights, and the hypes like white And that's the night life Yeah, I'm on the scene puffing green Looking cleaner than a Stanley when I steam Looking meaner in the whip with the cream Serving shit so obscene Riv is body snatching, I'll be coming for your spleen And I'm rolling through this city on fire Angry people in the streets, I see the rage in they eyes People hating what a government tried I mean, that shit ain't nothing new, I thought we took it in stride They all are crooked and lied To get to the place they want to occupy If it's for my freedom, it's the plot I lie I mean if it's never free, I guess I got to die And if I got to die, I'll let the copper fly, I'll make a momma cry My type is on the rise Blood racing and I'm pacing to a calm demise Facing hate and yo, I'm standing here I'm not surprised Emcees want to try then they want to die I'm talking mic demise I pen these bars to mend deep scars Not a friend so don't beg me pardon, martian jargon Living large like I'm Brunson in the Garden and we're mobbing Beat throbbing, until they turn us into carbon