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

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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