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Sacrifice
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Well, this is a unique song. It came out good, too. (check story for more)
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Hip hop
Why would I need an introduction?
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Charts
Peak #7,616
Peak in subgenre #4,254
Author
ThoughtProcess
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ThoughTProcesS AKA FerventJester
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March 10, 2005
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MP3 2.7 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
I had been writing it for a couple days. I was into writing the second verse. Then I found out my Exgirlfriend had been cheating on me for 4 out of 8 months of our relationship. So, I added in a few... 'special' lines just for her.
Lyrics
beat: hifly - locked (eminem style) Song name: Sacrifice [verse 1:] I'm bustin' blood vessels tryin to think positive harder puttin to ink when I link the cost to live to a brilliant mind, with these resilient lines that will grant rhymes, that will kill entwined with these demons I can't escape they stay I'm a tortured soul that they make stray away there'll come a day when I lock down my mind I find eyes in lines to see the sound fly blind but until then I put my nose to the grind stone and I find I'm alone and let out a kinda groan but for now the only thing close to me will be the beat and if you don't see it you see silly cuz I float over top, but don't gloat over flops or drink any schnapps while toatin semi glocks I'm statuesque in this without a plaster crease I got a painter's wrist creatin this masterpiece [chorus:] can hardly explain the process in my brain when i write all pain seems to be page stain so I sacrifice, my futures the price roll no dice no slice, i been through it twice [verse 2:] you don't realize this made by an artist wrists like love wont realize who it doesnt list exists has me in mind though dont want me to find no sadness, im hardend, got skin like a rhino in a metaphorical sense im just calloused love can't make distance like a locale must real close pass the time wit the extensive practice of codene and vicoden my ex gives i throw up ill verses fast and spill my guts like my ex's OD on tylenol till her eyes shut she's not dead, nope, she attempted suicide three times but shes excempt due to arrive in hell by someone elses hand, do it yourself you knowin damn well she can't roulette herself I keep a pipette with lemon juice in it only to loosen it when cuts big as pennants
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