Lyrics:
the bench."
Yo they got me handcuffed, I'm down in central booking
Things are fucked up, the way my future's looking
But I'm too fly, I'ma change this
and that's the same for the lord
I could never carry dead weight so please hold that if it's yours
I could never be trapped in a 9-5
To be doing up chores
wake up with cold sweats from all the misery I’ve been dealing
These are my night terrors the skeletons from my closet
I dare not speak of my deeds not
rolling in
And the walls keep
But I don't need you anymore
I can write another chapter
I can finally close that door
Cuz I don't need you anymore
It's
a motherfucker,
I'm staring at it back in amaze,
Never get in the game, feeling like I'm trapped in a maze
All these rappers keep rapping at me, the one that
(mane)
Let me remind you that I am the king of R&B (mane)
Do you know what that means?
That means if you love your chick
Don't bring her to the v-i
This is some true heat by Magnus2K
This is for anybody who's going through it
You know what I saying anyone, who's trapped in the mind
Aye
I
What can you know, should tell You what you may have, it shows, Yeah those who see all
Are at BEHOLD Damn so I am Alone, but that is own, standard
you're trapped inside your head
Can't escape these thoughts even if I just fled
Skeletons in my closet
No more room now I've made my bed
Really I couldn't
close, you get a upper cutter
And we off that fuckin’ sticky
This that peanut butter
With no jelly, cvv for the telly
Niggas trapped in that closet
with
Me sitting next to her
Nicki Minaj has fallen asleep
We are at Barclays Center in one of
The dressing rooms, which are low
Low beneath Brooklyn
Dope trapped in the closet nigga R Kellz
Fuck the oop forgot how to shot it niggas Markell
City put a tag on my window but it Ain't no car sell
I
stopped the slaughter of turnips
by killing five men in a rage
I told the judge when he sentenced me,
This is my finest hour,
I'd kill those farmers again
to the sight of your angel face
I wished for more days like this
To retire in cold bedsheets
To be warmed by your embrace
Your grey hoodie, my dark-green
a spectacle (yes you are)
Pushin' for pedagogue lacin' up paper weights walkin' on stilts talking
You touched the hand of god and I'm like
What are all these
(mama)
But I really got beatings 'cause the girl loved drama (yeah)
In single parenthood there I stood (uh)
By the time she was twenty-one, had another
all my money like I'm in love with that bitch, I just fuck on that bitch
Look what I gotta do to get respect, that's why I got my boot all in your
Five nights, endless fright,
In the dark, we fight for light
In shadows dark, I stand and wait,
A silent guardian, filled with hate
My eyes pierce
our fucking name in your mouth like a throat gag
Trapped in the looney bin they can't help but go back
I promise you man
These ain't the mother fuckers
its mold
(Said imagine Mary Jane)
Five years old, Behind a closet door
(Not living by his name)
Justice lost, innocence abused
(But I've denied for
Quarantined due to COVID-19
Only illness I'm facing is the loss of my self-esteem
Trapped in the crib and it's driving me crazy
I'd even buy a bib
nothing by my own
None of my works, I'm dead in sin all right down to my bones
And I thank you God for your mercy on me that You have shown
I've got them 5
learning how or why
Talk to the friend that learn
Let that go from 1 til 5
The school that we forget
To change us to the book of dead
Always pain in
with complications
Too in to be losin' money, too old to be time wastin'
Man, people that don't even listen to rap still buy my tape
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