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Thy Great Mark

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But I'm all fucked up
Said I'm all fucked up

Tired of being broken
Tired of being hopeless
Tired of my emotions and pretending like I'm coping
Reality has me frozen, stuck inside depression

Maybe it's a blessing, maybe I'm indebted
The voices in my head are severing me the tension
Repeating my offenses, rendering me defenseless
Or maybe I'm just guarded, maybe I'm just heartless
Maybe I'm just starving for attention I've been missing
Adolescence was a prison, thankful to be gifted
Might have sold my soul to get everything on my wish list
The devil is my witness, aim in your direction
Soul sizzling, bone chilling on my hit list
Soul lifting, I been cluttered with the voices
Limiting my choices, distracted by the noises
The evil I avoided, Mark, you need to focus

The devil speaks, telling me to never escape
To never be great, and hang with the snakes
I'm wrestling with anxiety, I feel drunk in my sobriety

This might as well be the end of my well be
People think that they help me, but they just overwhelm me
This my latest and my greatest, I'm next up on your playlist
If not, then you're racist, I'm the best or most hated

Either way I've been racing, straight to my destination
Written declarations, separate me from temptation
Tired of waiting, tired of being impatient
Time for detonation, I get better by the second

Better play my first album and you better play the second
May 16th, I'm stepping in first place
Devil on my shoulder, I just think of the worst case
I'm trying to keep it together, at 29
I'm feeling all of this pressure
I shared it with God, but I don't think he heard it
Maybe if I do a little more, I'll deserve it

It's too late to escape all of this hate and I hate
Carrying weight from the past, from all the women I date
Manipulation, niggas hating, I won't fall for the bait
Left me for dead, did me dirty, it's not up for debate

I keep evil close to me, it keeps my mind in suspense
I come from damage, I'm bent, I admit it, I'm spent
I got my black fist raised in the air
With my nappy hair, I needed a flare

Deep in the darkness, lost and squandered
Part of my gifts, I wandered the earth
Scorching and conquered, learned how to author
Trying to harness, something to charter
Something to barter, wrote out my will
To leave it all for my daughter
Cracks in the armor, inspire a martyr
Real like the homies, real like my shorty
Satan, you owe me 40 some acres

A mule and a 40, pouring like OE
Potent as OG, poor as the hungry
Thirsting for money, shade when it's sunny
Diamonds is bloody, say that you love me

I don't care if you judge me, I ain't sorry at all
I wanna get away from all of you and never be involved
Cause I'm all fucked up

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