Now your gone theres a heart with pain
Ain't heard dc since sardines came
I smoke dope too hide my pain , people say my life is full of shame.
That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain
'coz all i do is inflict pain
I'm that extreme, so haters complain
It is friday i will do shit my way, i will spill hell's rain to day, feel the pain
Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all tracescriminal tactics the rap game
In my peripheral, i see destruction and pain
We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain
If your mind is on sex you must got esp then
A way for me to get this pain out is use my pen
I'm babe ruth in this game, beige coupe in the lane
Staring at the physical evidence of my pain
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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