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Sometimes I feel like I'm my worst enemy. Panic attack, searching for the one I can't be. It's like I'm mentally, she got me puzzled, so I look in her eyes. Asking her, "Boy, is he for real or a Lie?" Because I'm barely alive. I'm losing my patience like Dr. Kevorkian. Poison like a scorpion, you're making Your people morbid. Switching around and plotting plots to forget me. Hope that they interject me disconnect my head. My DNA's the same, DNA blood strain. Peeling off your face, I had to break your Bones and let step you in his kicks. I'm a myth, can't speak 'cause physically. Ain't no remedy, famous for killing through the Centuries. They say I'm back like a sparkle or... The main I was born in the paranoid. I'm the son of a fighter, I was taught To avoid. It was burning me inside that with This cord. Devil, who am Searching, You doing these scriptures. A release of my Religion, so I be a villain. Laying in this bed, looking at the ceiling. Thinking of another killing or another way to make A couple millions. I remember when I wanted to Die, but I'm a cool nigga, don't wanna die No more. I am not a killer, I'm a Survivor. So I pull a nigga from my survival. Niggas plot and body, bitches ain't about it. Thinking life is gonna step to my wallet. Smoking weed till I'm out it, young prodigy. Angel of death got the heat on my body. Dead, dying, yet every tryna plot against. Real G's never leave, we hunt exciting. Consequences of a nigga acting like he something That he not. Tryna be a gangster for a Hobby.
Towa, Yonker Dilla — Living Luxury
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