"Just waking up is enough of a struggle i don't wanna deal with the darkness" Or the Skeletons In my closet See a white Skull femer bone crosses Reminds me of every minor conflict Tempers rose Every single time I almost lost it Up in the clouds sky walking God only knows how exhausted I was Taking steps back being cautious how much time has it really cos-ted Me to see That my con-ience Is only key To un-locking Most answers to my prob-lems It was shockin To be Caught in Mid air Tryna make a Shot in
Verse One: verse one and i ain't done yet shii just getting started ill insane skill complain new blood stain's lets make it rain fire is what i desire i am a live wire singing at a church choir shopping at a canadian tire set fir to the crowd now everybody get loud a lyrical killer a mirical worker i am fucked outta my head writing with this pencil lead kill or be killed be skilled as i make a mill and chill float on a boat is what i wrote in this song as i toke a bong wit cheech and chong writing a verse ten line's long uh what's wrong
i said i ain't done yet i am on the run from the cop's then i drop to the ground nothing they found i am spacebound left in the dark yet i still got my light i ain't diein' of fright yet wanna place a bet on this i am a soldier ill insane fucked in the head bitch call the fed's is what i write with my pencil lead is what i said uh one two three i am an OG as you see this shit ain't free now bitch throw some dee's ill sang this musical northern cree feelin chill so ill so i kill this song as i toke my bong with cheech and chong uh what's wrong i feel like king kong iller i skill a killer i uh thriller like mj. either or air one i flew with the angel's of the sky as i cry away my pain i make it rain bumping this new g- thang then my ear rang dang i sang some more pow oh wow uh i kill till i chill, ill,
verse two i rhyme out the blue stay true i am a gangster you just a prankster i gotta shank yeah brah i am ill they call me will so i kill made a hundred mill as i chill till i thrill and chill as i od on pill's i got my grill's no frill's no gimmick's bruh the sky is the limit get with the program shiiiit i go hammed bling blap burr gucci everythang cha chang dang so i sat there as i sang this song what's wrong i can make this song ten verse's long but long story short i lived on the street's rapping to this beat packing my heat people called me Heat as i greet i also flew a hundred feet rhyming on timing
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"Just waking up is enough of a struggle i don't wanna deal with the darkness"
Or the Skeletons
In my closet
See a white Skull femer bone crosses
Reminds me of
every minor conflict
Tempers rose
Every single time I almost lost it
Up in the clouds sky walking
God only knows how exhausted I was
Taking steps back being cautious
how much time has it really cos-ted
Me to see
That my con-ience
Is only key To un-locking
Most answers to my prob-lems
It was shockin
To be Caught in
Mid air
Tryna make a Shot in
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Verse One:
verse one
and i ain't done yet
shii just getting started
ill insane skill complain new blood stain's
lets make it rain fire is what i desire i am a live wire singing at a church choir
shopping at a canadian tire set fir to the crowd now everybody get loud
a lyrical killer a mirical worker i am fucked outta my head writing with this pencil lead
kill or be killed be skilled as i make a mill and chill
float on a boat is what i wrote in this song as i toke a bong wit cheech and chong writing a verse ten line's long uh what's wrong
i said i ain't done yet
i am on the run from the cop's then i drop to the ground nothing they found i am spacebound left in the dark yet i still got my light i ain't diein' of fright yet wanna place a bet on this i am a soldier ill insane fucked in the head bitch call the fed's is what i write with my pencil lead is what i said uh one two three i am an OG as you see this shit ain't free now bitch throw some dee's ill sang this musical northern cree feelin chill so ill so i kill this song as i toke my bong with cheech and chong uh what's wrong i feel like king kong iller i skill a killer i uh thriller like mj. either or air one i flew with the angel's of the sky as i cry away my pain i make it rain bumping this new g- thang then my ear rang dang i sang some more pow oh wow uh i kill till i chill, ill,
verse two i rhyme out the blue stay true i am a gangster you just a prankster i gotta shank yeah brah i am ill they call me will so i kill made a hundred mill as i chill till i thrill and chill as i od on pill's i got my grill's no frill's no gimmick's bruh the sky is the limit get with the program shiiiit i go hammed bling blap burr gucci everythang cha chang dang so i sat there as i sang this song what's wrong i can make this song ten verse's long but long story short i lived on the street's rapping to this beat packing my heat people called me Heat as i greet i also flew a hundred feet rhyming on timing