That's why i always think i'm kicking something with feeling
This city of angels, oh so deceiving so misleading,
Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process
I fire off like terrorist turrets,with opponents i vs.,
Seems either love or hatred/ nah more like its tension vs patience
Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years
Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips
Breaking the limit, awakening my inner demons/
My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets
Demons, these angels just took control of these beasts
Seeking reasons for weekend demons
Look this the joint that could get me the spins
Angels try to pull me back but they're ignored
Nigga cue me in i'm a peruvian drug lord
Signallin the angels of my newest moral failures
When you making a difference it's gone be haters
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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