Lyrics:
I just died in your arms tonight
It must have been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight
I keep looking for something I can't get
since I entered your mind
It's gone
Cutting my wrists
Overdose
Suicide
It's my life
To be gone
It's all right
I'm fine now
When I fade to black
Breathe in
And keep in silent.
Another black person has died, that is true
But are you surprised? I ain't, because I already knew
By promoting political deaths they
just delete my number
You got me cutting again
With my neck in a rope
I got a clip and a noose
Which way do I go, it's so hard to choose
Cut me out your
(Refugee, Refugee, uh)
We used to be number ten
Now we permanent one
In the battle lost my finger, mic became my arm
Pistol nozzle hits your
Locked it wit me, your legacy live on with me continuously
Tremendously I blow weed deep in my memory
You still breathe, your face show through your seeds
you in my arms
Now look at you now big, but I worry about you
I worry about you all the time, hangin' out on the corner
All times at night with
you in my arms
Now look at you now big, but I worry about you
I worry about you all the time, hangin' out on the corner
All times at night with
Robin getting trapped by ivy
Need an IV to go into my vein
Get the morphine, help me forget the pain
The dark closes in, clouding up the sea
I’m drownin
another day
For when the mood is right
Don't call me "soulmate" anymore
I'm fed up with your lies
How can you keep on going
Knowing that your soul had died
'm tryna diss
Got a lot on my plates, these dates, it's all here on the list
Surrounded by the goodies, don't date 'em I just kiss
Throw a white lie in
don’t have to pay for shit I’m a rap star
Hook
Bob your head to the beat till your neck breaks
My lines are fortified like Kevlar chest platess
Cutting
hard to tell, I'm the East Coast overdose
Nigga, you scared you're supposed to
Nigga, I toast ya, put fear in your heart
Fuck up the party before it
A real lil nigga with real motherfuckin skills
Far from weak, so get off the fuckin deals
Do the do cause I'mma do mines too
Just chillin with my crew
baf) If a boy just come try
Well, I'm on fire (fire), fire (fire), fire (fire)
So let me re-light your Viacom
And let you enter the-the-elec-tronic
just might be in your hood
Causin' havoc with my bros, and instill all to the good
Horse and carriage when I roll, it's sober hopin' so it's 'stood
I
a private affair, census
Come home to find my crib lookin like a cineplex
What all these people doin here? Ain't even my crew in here
Bitch explain it, I
an execution
My momma told me that that thug shit will get you buried
The next day there's your name in the obituary
I asked her why we gotta live in this
number
1, my middle name is Joanne
Given to me by my parents but Joanne
Was also the name of my father’s sister who I
Was named after she died in 1974
'm providing the food on my shelf by myself
And I'm cutting your plugs and your socket
And put these freaking mini mes in my pocket
I'm still milly rocking
While
crew is strong as Cali kush
It keep you (higher than heaven's arms)
Gucci in my closet, pardon my head
Pardon my French, but I'm on my Nas shit, off
And my crew is strong as Cali kush
It keep you (higher than heaven's arms)
Gucci in my closet, pardon my head
Pardon my French, but I'm on my Nas
your title is seven
Takin' out your four man crew makes eleven
By the twelfth well I'll go for self
Rockin' New York like no one else
You can
change your world
To black and white
Things aint been the same
Since my mother died
There's a rainbow in the road
Full of colours I don't see
I can see
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