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Obsession

Hilary James

Mirror Image, Vol. 2

1988

the hell out of my life

By hurting yourself
You wound me
When you cry uncontrollably
Close your eyes tight
And give up the fight
Life can be so much

getting funds
Help me stop this sadness imma go and take another one
Xanax on fucking thumbs

Someone get the vaporub
I'm dying fucking coughing lungs

Started at the bottom and I'm still here at the bottom
I just woke up and said, fuck it, pop another bottle
I was gon' watch him hit the top and find a way

couldn't get a job
'cause I'm a fuckin' felon

Yeah, yeah, ayy, that money changed my life
I bought chains and ice
You kill him by the morning
You get paid

hidin'
Creepin' and you keep peepin' in it
Like yo bitch inside it
This shit was provided by
The Mister Great Battles and me, myself
Sir sunglasses

drive you like a license
Suddenly enlightened by the glimmer of lycans
A dog is what they call me
Money like Wolf of Wall Street
Tell me just how you ball

a two-seat new-school
Hoes be breakin' they neck, they drool

Hah, that's a fool
Came up from nothin', another foreign
Brand new
Tricky, twenty-six hundred

catch up (Haaa)
Came from the hard knocks
A nigga didn't have shit (I ain't have shit)
Raised by my pops, not my moms
I'm still a bastard (I'm still

(313 Mafia) alright
Alright, alright
(Stupid Dog, I ain't gon' lie
This bitch hard) yeah

Another body drop, it's fentanyl
You niggas iced up

niggas don't know what's
About to happen i'ma stunt on everybody
Everybody only knows me as a rapper
I'm not just anybody
Only 2012 and I'm in it by myself

you're feelin' froggy
Release another anthem (leap)
They mustn't be talking money
Cos they talk to
Me an' I never seem to understand em
(Don't ask big man

tryna get by
Two words, Mos Def, in my headphones
Black on one side, now I'm in another zone
Switch flows, fuck 'em up
Play the game, run 'em up
Yeah I

my heart for em
Man this just another part for em
Playing roles so I play them close
Reasoning with these fake rappers
That shit like slaying ghosts

I wait, to see another line
I search for notes to write my life
The night goes by but nothing comes
Perhaps with drugs they’d roll, the drum

Alone ,

just another feeling, is it fight or is it flight (I don't know )
She's Destiny's child when you know the eyes brown
Nobody's touching her with that

Have a Safe War
Written by: Van Marsalis
Verse 1:
Saw a man standing up on the corner of third and Cleveland
Waving his arms for something he

Smokin' and writin' by myself, these my therapy sessions
No cap, but I don't need to charge. I do my best to live large

I'ma show you how to work it, you

greens celery 
Onions and Carrots baked with some butter beans

First bite senses take flight then it's another thing 
Notes of the earth and the air in

Never was
Your guy
type a lie
Just say I'm fine
Fuck these long nights
I'm catching flight
I'm catching feelings
I'm out here daydreaming
I lay in bed

amputation
Surviving by the skin of my teeth I'm left with Abrasions
It the matter of time before the guns get the blazing
Evidence of tire marks left right

Bein' noticed by the public, I'd love it
But truth is, I'll probably get none of it

I'ma keep to it and hope somethin' sticks
Woah, takin' hits, walk it

vibe
I stay comfortable with my sins by keeping God on my side
Which may sound like a contradiction, I'ma ride till I die
Trying to make an honest living

if the battle it won't turn around
Environment way too high for the falling domino
The flight i entered it gon get me in another round
If i known it

I can't stop telling myself that there's world beyond these walls
As the day turns to night and neon takes flight - it calls
So come there's nothing