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About to Blow Up
- Back from the dead nigga
- I've been wondering what the worlds been thinking about me
- contemplating me/ debating me/ and now they hating on me/
- I'm about to blow up now is that racist
- I've been living my life young and basic
- well the world goes beyond and gets wasted
- well i just spits these words and phrases
- in a card of decks I play out like all four aces
- but I'm playing for president/ I'm a one man regiment
- whats luck a couple of leaves a four leaf clover
- niggas still getting bad luck dying well they sober
- I'm an honest man living life honestly
- hate niggas who lie and are dishonest to me
- like how we living life on a false bases on democracy
- curiosity/ speeding past life with unknown velocity
- I'm about to blow up, someone light this spark
- I'm about to blow up, someone light this spark
- let me just start, let me leave my mark
- mark as history, with a secret life leaving it a mystery
- and ill take all my secrets along with me
- or give umm niggas i trust to hold on for me
- about to devour the power thats around me
- stuck in a world, where the worlds revolving around me
- ask my niggas to tie this rope in my life
- but they just showed me how dope is this life
- by putting dope in my life/ might as well start doing coke in this life
- tried not to smoke in this life
- but these views are views of an amateur/ with dreams of traveling
- like an ambassador/ but they wiping floors like a janitor
- thinking about blowin there brains out with a .22 caliber
- I'm about to blow up, someone light this spark
- I'm about to blow up, someone light this spark
- fighting a war, I'm the general, airborn and infantry
- let me start a new chapter and finish with a trilogy
- let me make the impossible a possibility
- take my odds out and make a better probability
- they can deny me, but im no prophet they dont gotta accept me
- im a soulless human in the body of a daemon
- talking to god asking if i can stop breathen
- lived life, now going to my early casket
- but not in body form, but in as ashes
- i think i got the state of mind of a fascist
- or osama cuz im about to just blash shit
- taking the game and im reshaping it
- decade and emmanual im just retaking it
- no disrespect i just left a comment
- FirGrove till my casket shut now i need a monument
- never said i was flawless, im the bitter sweet opposite
- iv been stalling for to long claim me a communist
- (Add Bar)
- I'm about to blow up, someone light this spark
- I'm about to blow up, someone light this spark
- talked to god, he told me ill never make it into heaven
- ill just crash a plane into the gates recreating 9/11
- probably return back to hell under the order of the devil
- like Hitlers army after the war im a become a rebel
- all these chemical gases in the air got my mind deluded
- now im acting stupied, its just my minds wounded
- parents told me the root of evil is in music
- so im taking everyone else out but me and muting it
- just remember my name, ill teach you to get pass struggle
- help you breath under all the dust and rubble
- help you live happy even when there trouble
- don't drown yourself in this ocean cuz its really a puddle
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