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Having thoughts of suicide but I just be ignoring them Throw them in the back where I be storing them I pray to god I wake up from this nightmare every morning He must've lost his tab on me cus lately the demons start to pouring in I'm boring in Born to leave a subject for historians Caught between commercials and emporiums I Love to emphasize the horrors I been coarsely hoarding in The bastard Blow his load off just to cope and mulligan The flow he sulking in The cave that I been standing in and yelling echoing The questions that I ask be answered in a day with one more quiz again Who the realest one to grip the soul again I wait another day before I see the demon creeping in I've already accepted the fact that I am nothing And once you stop your fear of death your heart will hence the pumping And once you see the fear of god I put into a message The way she look at all of us has got the bottom jumping huh Having thoughts of suicide but I just be ignoring them Throw them in the back where I be storing them I pray to god I wake up from this nightmare every morning He must've lost his tab on me cus lately the demons start to pouring in Boring in My brain is leaking fluid on the floor again I mop it up with rappers think they got the balls to score again I'm pouring them Something that could stop of all the snoring then I put them back to sleep and take some LCD to float again Uh, I got some drug in my viens I got some blood on my hanes I got a hand in the game I stick my dick in the game I'm coming up for the game I'm coming back for the title I give these pussies an idol They think that I'm very cute All I had to do was smile All I had to do was smile All I had to was run All I had to was come All I had to do was shoot All I wanna do is loot I'm leaving something on tongue I'm leaving maybe A little bit something particular He wanted me to adopt a new manager They said that I cannot do it alone So I'm cloning myself and he's my executioner We in a CULT Size 12 shoe finna make any shoe like a boot I'm in a mood They caught me lacking like once but I pulled up and backing the action Don't make me shoot I'm taking anything you think is loot I don't commute You better move I make these pussies regret all they teachings and murder him down with a flute
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