Lyrics:
My skin is cold
Transfusion with somebody
Morose and old
Drop into fruitless dying
It was tempting and bared
The whoring angel rising
Now
My skin is cold
Transfusion with somebody
Morose and old
Drop into fruitless dying
It was tempting and bared
The whoring angel rising
Now
Finally, a change from these fake rap artists
[Rick] Me and Nas bring it to your hardest
Finally, real niggaz that are Billboard charters
[Rick]
foes, you know they cut throat, like
And they be like "you sound retarded
Why you talkin' all that shit, you just a artist
Obviously politics ain't
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Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
problems, no Diddy (no Diddy)
Couple friends turned foes, no Diddy (no Diddy)
We gettin' higher than a kite, no Diddy (no Diddy)
See my artists double
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the money but money come and goes
Friends turn to foes and foes they be fake
If you listen when ya old head talkin' you'll be straight
Life is just
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Good artists copy great artists steal
Feel the energy surge through my veins when I flow
Mentally, I can never be controlled
No sympathy for foes, my enemies exposed
Will they remember me
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