I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years
Existential thoughts depending from the curls/
Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent
I've been misled, yet, no matter how much death, dread or regret,
That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette
My scythe don blessed ya made a mess, much to your dread
But i'm losin' all my motherfuckin' friends.. damn!they should've shot me when i was born
No matter however your embittered being endeavours with dread, scorn
You dread me like im haitian, get the fuck up out my face son
It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done
Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win
From a blend of dread and veneration
When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them
Man i dread that through the dark nights like crimes of soft cotton
Torn emcees dread the skills of me
On they twitter writing novels, see
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