Celoso (feat. DJ S.K.A.N.)

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Yeah I'm jealous I said it I can't help it
Swear this life is hellish I'm telling you, I'm embarrassed
Got nothing to embelish so reckless because I'm helpless
I ain't all that careless being alive I still cherish
But I find myself hating on those who livin' better
Say congratulations and don't let my feelings fester
Chip up on my shoulder but I tuck it in my sweater
Can't be mad at them I got to get my ish together...
And I got this itch that make me twitch cuz I ain't rich
But once it all clicks it'll fix the envy in the mix
Then proceed to switch success my permanent stench
Breath of fresh air cuz I'm no longer green
I'll be out there getting it finally feeling clean
I'm just hoping that I get the chance to live out all my dreams
I'll be travelling doing shows spitting my 16's
Hearing all these screams on a stage Skan is the king
That's what I want I think that I'm destined for it
No I'm not Gump but I'm running for it like Forest
Brakes I don't pump, I rest when I'm with the corpses
Feeling like a chump cuz I move slow within a tortoise
But I still got time like twelve watches on four wrists
Three clocks per arm cuz the third time's a charm
Sing a new song with the words to alarm
Everytime I spit tick-tick I'm the bomb
I know I'm gonna blow cuz my mom said so
You calling her a liar I put you on death row
I'm no average Joe sharpshooter with the scope
I might be losing hope but you can't tell me I ain't dope
That's why I'm pissed off and filled with celoso
Beyond slept on the official lost soul
Look
If getting slept on was a Dream he's The Nightmare
Whole lot of stairs he been climbing for years
This is it, with a real big sword on his back
His soul lost the caliber to stack these racks you see...
Jimmy let his knees quake for the cheesecake
Jealous of the life they live caught a dreamscape
You can tell his spirit broke he on the gram too much (Too, too, too)
Don't want a patient pie tapeworms in his gut
Thumb got arthritis scrolling past too much (Too, too, too)
Gotta lie too much (Too, too, too)
Gained fans too much (Too, too, too )
Then his lies catching up he is fried he's cooked
His face unrecognized he's just fake in the book
I'll start from the end so you can skip it and go
Jealousy the number one killer among Black Folk
He got called out by friends left out
Searching for his mind that he lost cant find
It's the very same identity he left behind
Celoso mature so the gat comes out
Point it at his friends his betrayal came out
He point it at himself then their phones came out
They thought it was a show so they just show out
Now his last supper's simply just a bullet in his mouth...

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