.. Some spoken word hot sh***.
sick
beasts
d1e
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Lyrics
I feel so under in a slunder pick a number..
Take another , get the right one to make me wonder..
If this life I chose , is the right path for me..
A slight laugh at me , I'll straight smash ya teeth..
Perfectin' never slippin' on the rockiest of roads..
I'm arragont and cocky I already know..
Take it slow , Let my chest regain it's strength..
My brain indents I gasp , to regain my breath..
This pain I stress , I'm tired of the bullshit now..
The barrell to my temple with a full clip BLOW..
My feet just penetrate the ground..
I'm a psycho , don't be mistakin' me pal..
I got a couple skeletons , sike I got a million..
Most these rap cats is wack I'm not feelin' 'em..
I'm grillin' 'em , No way the fuckin' with me..
Now listen , while the fairy tale begins to leak..
Half your songs is annoyin' as shit..
There's kids in Africa with no toilet to piss..
Listen to this.. They fucking with no protection..
As babies turn into a children with major infections..
I bleed for them , Belive that I'm feelin' your pain..
Y'all go through the same shit every-day..
The scars never seem to fade from the back of your minds..
And y'all pleadin for help is a waste of time..
Think they life is easy , fam it's the opposite..
And if you feel bad , then why ain't no one stoppin' it..
This some proper shit , people is too Hollywood..
Make all that profit , why not put it too good..
I wish you would , y'all got me stressin' their voice..
If you live or not , is their president's choice..
Irrelavent joy .. I'm glad their feelings hit ya..
The world needs peace for the Children of whispers..
