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Is you feeling me
I'm fighting all my enemy's
Lost inside a maze
Inside my head looking for Inner Peace
When I give Love it get left for Dead
Is you

got silver spoon motherfuckers askin' for some money
We're not motivated by the bitches or the sums
Haven't slept in years, got thoughts in my head

I'm so in my head
Drowning deep inside
I'm so in my head
I'm so dead inside
I'm so in my head

I'm so in my head
Demons in my head
Demons in my head

Look in His Eyes

Flotsam & Jetsam

Dreams of Death

2005

to show him I long to see him dead
The walls dripping red from the axe in his head
And I'm sure now he's dead by the look in his eyes

Put me to sleep

While starving for change
But I think I’m better off
I think I’m better off without the weight

Got a lot of words
Floating in my head
Never know their

Do It Man

Masta Ace

A Long Hot Summer

2004

reaper looking for a soul to take
And the next cat may be him
So I look over my shoulder, when I'm standing at the ATM
Ya can go 'head and worry 'bout

need my racks long
Don’t need a soul wit me run dis shit up all alone (By myself)
N I ain’t never gon stop until I’m dead n gone nigga (That's law)
I’m

all I got
So when the last light's looking at my dead soul
I take my last sip of the bowl before my head roll

of it)
Taking my time, Samuel always be pressin to get thet
These verses ain't got no big kick, back
Press play and you better get, back (back)

Rushing

shed
It's telling me I gotta
Fuckin bloody the misled
My victim approached
Cut her head off at the throat
She was a hooker with AIDS
Spreading disease

lost it all today?
If I lost it all today would you stand by my side tomorrow
Apologized
Won't understand and accept my sorry
I go back to living broke

beginnings, time to face y'all
I feel like I better do it
I done shed so many tears
But fuck it I'm still here
So that mean there's sum I just gotta let go

I

trap & got kicked lika boot
Dirty 30 on me, gone head act ah fool
Dissin on kell den yo ass make da news
Me and all of my niggas we stuck like sum glue

to death
Takin' my steps with my head down
Why pour I liquor for my niggas
'cause they dead now
My memory since I was a little seed
Was a penitentiary full

fate remains unmolded
Guess it runs in the family
My sense of self corroded
Rage and hatred, untethered
Heads and appendages severed
I can't be saved by

a note that says I’m happy to be dead man
I’m not suicidal but I think about it
Negative energy got my head all crowded
I couldn’t see the signs yeah my

better in my pastime

No producer, doing it myself and I overdo it
Head to my vocal booth and I go and lose it
And put my damn soul into it
Hit up Cray-B,

Please listen carefully to each of my concerns
I am deeply troubled and close to death
I'm good as dead and completely helpless 
I'm no better off then

demons lie

She controls the nightmares in my head
She's the monster by my window ledge
Awakening the dead
Inform me what my loved ones said
She's here

gotta dead it through a text
Break a sweat leave her stressed then I'm on to the next
I'm in a session imma call you when it's over
The heartbreak kid

a bucket I make payments for that's over heating[00:54.86]I been starving myself it helps with overeating[00:57.66]In my ear on my shoulders I got some

basketball with us some time
Oh, I'll see if I can round
Up a few figure skaters
You better bring your best man 'cause me and
My brothers are gonna put you

take my kid and go off the grid and go somewhere deep in the mountains. 
This shit here wicked. Something’s fishy. 
They got sum’n up they sleeves.
So

just like my pistol thought I told you ima chemist
I done made so much off grams I'm Stashing hundreds in the ceiling
I ain't make too much off rap but