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breath-work
Good at taking direction?
We'll find out in the next verse
Baby we're hot and cold
I need you by my side
Baby just let me know
If you want me there

clips, corrected by pigs
'Cause when speaking of clips, my short end of the stick is the grip of a nine
I bleed on the mic for your children and they drink

Ain't got for these slurring versions of thirty different
Wrappers on a Trojan horse, serviced and served by corruption 
Or lackadaisical retorts; lurking

Ain't got for these slurring versions of thirty different
Wrappers on a Trojan horse, serviced and served by corruption 
Or lackadaisical retorts; lurking

to teach you a lesson
Transmitting an original song in a
Radio station of parodies
Be glad I only made one song
You couldn’t take it if I echoed myself

to write on
But filled with everything in my head
Need a zillion pages by the time I'm dead
Most composite material, Amazon fed
Just the basic package
I

increased 
And that's the opposite of what he said last night 
It gets so tough to understand this stuff, I don't really want to bother anymore 
But by

acomplish hour by hour your eternal condemnation
You'll see your life in just one minute in thousand cold images
You just did it this way … what difference

and pinching, choking, life force lifting
One last performance as the mask adorned now slips and breaks
The face, once adored is twisted as shards rip the stage

games of cat and mouse
Under 20, needing money. Lonely like an empty house
Situation got him strangled. Losing breath by the minute
Ripping hair, head

on the radio a high roller
High off life until I got pulled over
Got me nervous I'm filled with anxiety
We all ain't a menace to society
Will this be the last

in the basket was the last pick 
ct the back of the class
Hearing nothing but the clock tick
What's you doing?
I make music
People look at me sceptic

for ya
My heart pounding you can hear that through a broke steth
I'm in the booth spazzin' out til my last breath
I grip the mic and spit what's on my

Held down your knee to push out the breath
And the last puff came with the stench of death motherfucker
This devil within you controls you
This nation

to be a man
So at times I would just smile and lie to say that I'm going to bed then I shed a tear too, it's true
Introverted by nature so I was one with

Last thing I remember
Battle to the death
Smoke bombs and ember
Somebody is messing with my breath

I'm running I'm jumping
But still in the same

grunting at myself, forget my enemy!

Push ahead religiously, the light I pursue till I'm collapsing
Never be happy till I gave every last breath to keep you

dead
Still fighting with my last breaths
Did my skill not impress

What I can do to you when I show no mercy
Brain is lit and my flow is wordy
Give me

'm backed up by my creed
I can boil all you freeze
(Aye)
Shark up in these waters, you ain't it, just a fish, 
Disrespect, end it quick, got taken down by

last year I was on some I wish I could shit
Now I'm on the radio could been good shit
You can make it in this life no matter how it look shit
How I got

Sippin on promethazine
Gotta bag on me
Bitches trynna hassle me
Surrounded by models
Mane I feel like a fucking Athlete
Sounds high
Beats low
Let my music

or die with creed. Follow me 
Into eternity. 


Untapped potential, Uncontrolled power controlling me. Growing stronger with each breath I breathe.

Version of me
That I know I can be
I got faith if you don't
Then you better believe
I'm not stopping
Until I take my last breath
Or till my last breath

up by life so much I feel like a vet
Still got so much to share I swear this isn't it
My life has been off the charts, remember riding in carts
Never