spider-webs Inside the depths of his basement I taste lint in my mouth, then the lights in the place went! I saw my life flash in front of my eyes I
memories still remain in my head All of my life been lied to, misled Voices be like, "Don't you wish you was dead?" No ground to place my feet, I feel
own people And, oh my God, what is this madness? I will not let it kill my gladness And, oh my God, what is this madness? My joy inside will send this
me You can chop off my legs and I'll land upon my feet I turn it over to the spirit and I leave her in charge My favorite record sounds like an African
lose all my breath Maybe friends, come wanna merk me for my beans And bitches that gave me skins, wanna watch my end Cut open my chest, and see my heart
backstrokin' I'm the best and my fans'll second that notion I'll be the last man standing with my back broken Crack open a couple of fortys Celebrate Mijo My
mic holder My Hummer roll up evacuating strapped soldiers Inside strategy manifestin' military styles Casually try da G when niggas battle me My prophesied
the ninth grade The boys would hold me And my friends told me The world would know me someday I've made choices, heard some voices Fought the battles inside my head
've stolen my shine I wanted to be the illest for a moment in time From the ink to my pen to my pad to the ink in my arm How can one diss song possibly
deep breath in my lungs Here the street comes [Blaze Ya Dead Homie:] This is it, my last step, my last crawl My last attempt to reach out and touch the one to call My
I close my eyes, and woke up in a Roc chain Now back to reality, my gun and my vest And if diamonds are forever, then I'm Kanye West Take a look at my
close my eyes, and woke up in a Roc chain Now back to reality, my gun and my vest And if diamonds are forever, then I'm Kanye West Take a look at my
I'll be another nigga headed to heaven, hangin with 'Pac These motherfuckers look at me like I'm a slanger Makin threats to my family, dawg I'm in danger
Chorus: 2X (first time a capella) Somebody scream bloody murder, inside of my head The exuctioner's plot controlled by the feds Take illegal action, they
me you can chop off my legs and I'll land upon my feet I turn it over to the spirit and I leave her in charge my favorite record sounds like an African
Sweet memories still remain in my head All of my life been lied to, misled Voices be like, "Don't you wish you was dead?" No ground to place my feet I