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I miss me (bonus)
- //Verse 1
- One on one talk, here I gotta walk, not done, been there before,
- So I stand froze, fought lava, and my AK still ain't top tier, implore
- And ignore the cold'n damned, shoved four doors in, stop until my body drops
- Still far, raise the bar, and I still ain't a star, all sorts of floor boards, mind thought
- I wouldn't fall, are you a doll, or a scar, tissues becomin' tar, corpses hit a lot more
- Gore tips off, odd issues n' excuses comin' near, traumas feelin' like endless loses,
- Toss boar and whores, fuck misses and executions, mamas illin' defenseless,
- Score riches, Rag from riches, still can't plug revolutions, resolutions commas killin' fix less
- Cordless Christmas, careless, shine up solutions, ain't nothing but darkness itchin'
- Twitchin' like I'm a witch n', beaten senseless, ten guns take less pullin',
- Puttin' niggas on knees, broken keys and dullin' dumbin' sins takes sons,
- Fulfillin' failure wins, compare these fees as please, please takin'
- Makin' all major haters bullshitin', my bulletin has ten ceases, kidnap
- My dreams, all my kid fantasies stuck in a bullet nap, fantastic, now I see
- How rap is an outlet, I miss me, all rap does, it flows in sizes, plastic vows I seen,
- I hear blouses goin' up, cause we got money bangin' credit, credited by the teen,
- Created and unaffiliated gangster monsters, I miss the tomsters, doomsters bleed
- Tommy guns, sayin' we don't bang are unattached guns, run, where mobsters lead
- And plead, like I'm a killin' spree, free us from his fangs, all fun n' games, doubters flee
- And we don't freeze this teachin', take us away from his blanks, done payin', frames spray
- And we lay, teasin' his fray, while he reaches for his M9, mission nine, night nine he replays
- Play fallin' from dead, and we grind like there's a fine line between livin' and dyin' pray
- That we don't go lyin' he's cryin' we're too blind to see, that beats, and teens, divin'
- In a circulated crime, to make you find whinin' graves, funeral homes ring,
- Hearts sting, and we sing songs like there the last, enternal life ain't home for us all
- We gotta reach y'all, let's reach together, I miss me, vast, I have a task, to go pass
- Our terrible pasts, and go pass the torch of light, to another casket heart, Tewsly
- Reportin' live, spread the cast, spread the touch, spread the art of an heart,
- And It will revive your lives,
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