your life is a lie
• Written by Aristotle
I'm ice cold like the winter days
It feels like december 8th
Playing around shootin tres
I shine bright like sun rays
Oh lord like it's sunday
You want the beef
i'm burger king
I Do things my way
My flow is packaged This one is a blitz
You got an ak 47
I spit like the other 46
She give so much head got her sittin on my mantle
Your flow has no arms Cuz It can't hold a candle
Fixin the fiction, Philosophical fixture
My life is a movie, Universal my picture
Forcing my hand
Forcing a turnout
Furthest from empty but still gonna burnout
Cuz i'm stressin my blessins
While i'm learning my lesson
Life is like chess
But hey i'm just checkin
The laundering layoff
that's allowing my payoff
is lookin like my lucky day and today is my day off
nothing is real
everything's fake
what to convince?
what's it gon take?
the king is here
Aristotle has arrived
you fadin into nothing cuz your life is a lie
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