Bring Me Back to Life

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Good God

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I'm back because I'm facing my fears
They tried to kill my cousin gave him some years
The flow sick and the cough is severe
The joystick I got the game to appear
Last year I couldn't get off the tier
I'm not here my heart cold as a beer
I spilled milk and I cried over tears
I'm Will Smith I'm who started the cure
I'm suffocating cuz my circle so tight
Chance is slight they'd bring me me back to life
I spent days trying to make it through nights
And I did wrong trying to make you do right
Look at the image that they making you like
Trade your friends for some likes and some hype
Eating beats like some Mike and some Ike's
Cut the bullshit I slice it and dice
If I was lost who would show me the light
The shit I bought no one showed me the price
So my advice probably ain't nothing nice
You lucky but you not lucky twice
But you'll get hit with my lucky strike
You talking and I'll nunchuck ya pipes
I'm the main dish you a side of the rice
Got my bands to the size of ya height
On the mic I might need a Gesundheit
But they don't like when yo future too bright
I'm eating good I'm ready for a food fight
I been through shit I'm ready for a new life

I can't tell you why I can't cope 
I'm lost I think that's all she wrote
The trust yeah that's all a joke
And the love yeah that's all a hokes
Had to sleep outside ain't have no ends
Niggas really slime they paper thin
Been so hot I need a paper fan
And then I took the route where I ain't got no friends
I'm the realest in this shit and I showed it
You would feel this in yo soul but you sold it
When I'm rapping you can feel the emotion
Need the money in a heap like Imogen
I ain't God but you can say that I'm chosen
All yo friends trying to get you exposure
You a trade em for the fame like Derozan
I'm that kid causing all the commotion
Dropping bombs on em like some explosions
Breaking buds down like some corrosion
Smell the weed think I need some deodorant
Dodging fakes you would think this reloaded

I don't trust these niggas they bogus
The tricks up they sleeves is hocus-pocus
I beat the beat I'm so ferocious
I got the flow like coastal oceans
Yo friends who be the most atrocious
I light the blunt I roast it toast it
The vision I almost approached it
They gossip but they don't even know shit
Guess I'm steering on a ghost ship
Got the glow like a glow stick
The weed sticky like the snow stick
Now watch me ball like in croquet
I'm a hit em with the pro step
Jumping hopping off the doorstep
I'll cut the tail off the o x
I paint the pictures got the show set
I'm breaking all the records in store
Been rapping like a gun to my skull
You pussy footing need Dr. Scholl's
I told you leave this shit to the pros
I got here without watching the roads
Weed smell like washing some clothes
Cross me you'll be watching ya doors
Telling lies to me is not how it goes

I told em they should leave me alone
I know I got this shit set in stone
You tough until I break seven bones
Your ears will be ringing like cellular phones
Remember when I wasn't selling songs
If I said it right then they'd tell it wrong
They looking for me like Sherlock Holmes
I'm a real rapper I'm more like Chance
These other rappers lucky charms
The kings really be the pawns
And yo fate really in ya palms
And yo faith is really in yo bonds
Who you trust they'll lead you on
When you search they'll leave you gone
Price of freedom leg and a arm
But I hope that maybe I'm wrong

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