Lyrics:
monsters they fight in my head but they never gon win
I'm in my Zen State. My chamber is sacred. I can't let you in
Locked in. No key
I'm so low key
into the evil way
All the doctrine over the world is dying
All of these things are done by the devil
As you are already aware
No way out nothing
to be just as he is
Virtually real, and commercially appealed
To the lust of all the people where he lives
Eve was so naive, blinded by the pride
I'm Kurt Cobain, but I got lotta knives
I got 9 lives, black cat walkin' by
Whippin' in a black Corvette, I got 9 wives
I feel like I'm Freddy Krueger,
be lurking, got no time to relax
Gotta keep one in the chamber, get no time to react
That's why I'm twisting up a Philly, wit this nine in my lap
Wit
Bad habits
Bad habits
Bad habits
Bad habits, bad habits
Picked a few up nine years in this game
Bad habits, bad habits
Lifestyle's fast
the black son to make all fuckin' nine planets digable
With the science to control ninety-nine, keep all minds aligned
All the selfish will be dealt with by
her work was done
We are all always so close to not existing at all
Except in the confusion of our survived-bys grasping at the echoes
Today our
but he bluffing
Barely holding bitch struggling
Saw him shaken told him tuck it
This his first time and it's showing
Stand yo ground don't run from
like I love you so much
But wishin', she gets hit by a Mack truck
Next time, if there's one I'll know
That most women strictly out for the dough
the bitch play too many games
said she was takin pills now she pregnant again
but its all gravy baby
and my children gonna be strapped if I'm
Little heroes, go down
The drain day by day
Future leaders they go down
The drains day by day
They cry so loud yeah
But the whole world
Is not
Thought I done told ya
I'm a Soulja
Bad hoe and she looking like Jorja
Know some niggas thats living in Georgia
Driving like Forza
I'm serving these
keep on testing me so we cannot intertwine
Heart was too big just ignored all the signs
Think you up 1 but I'm probably up 9
When you done been through
Lead the way in to the ghost town in the night
See me posted by the Ying-Yang sipin'' niner
Sensei smokin' all that indoor set the fire
Thunder boys
can be
Last seen on the cover of King by the way name's Free
But y'all still gotta pay, those ones I'm making it just explains
That I'm focus
the noise from everyone was bringing me down
But I have left that all behind and I'm pushing on
And all of the time you're standing by my side
Just to be accepted by the in crowd
But what if nobody ever heard me
Am I too late being Thirty?
Man, this is your plan, created in your hands
I don't
it be
nine times out of ten niggas like me
pimps
Ya that's right
we trying to teach all these lames, you know
how to do this shit
cause it's really
as a special guest by special request
And I want to thank my son for loaning me this microphone once again
They may have to wrassle to get it back
You know,
enough lee-way
To put out The Reason by the Mac, Philadelphia Freeway
And I'm back, without leavin' I'm here, but you can't see him
I gave you
now
These are my dreams right now
Life always tells us
To work a 9-5
Just to get a dime
Just to get us by
Even yo family will say
You ain't ever gunna
off the exhaust pipes
Off white drip all black I'm insane
Bitch I'm a psycho
Horns like a rhino
Devilish elegance
Enter the chamber
Enter the cypher get
Thinking bout you all night
I'm done
I'm so done
But now you gone
And i'm alone
Thinking bout you all night
I'm done
I'm so done
She my queen, used to have
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