(Verse 1) Everything happens for a And my reason to be's to see shit happen for a One event to the next It's like I'm stuck at the box office with every my clock tosses my face, smacked with a case of fate wasted and lost causes I've mocked and accosted, to the point that I got nauseous Though my flow's been plugged enough to faucets I've thought often about this awesome gift to the wind And start crossing to sin with this intention to blend that I get from within I've my skin with a thin layer of pride and showmanship But both my coats are ripped and I can't to decide on clothes that fit Supposing this rap shit pays off, I'm wondering if it'll all be worth it Cause this is what everyone in my life has ever been with This curse, this urge I feel for verses Is one of my real perversions I seal my curtains when I write, I feel disturbance from the I deal with dirt and yet I want to the earth and peel the surface to reveal it's perfect And words I with purpose, and yet nobody follows the plot They hear me rock off of the top There's pitfalls in my socks, so I walk with Somebody the auction! Cause my soul's on sale, and I thought I lost it
(Chorus 2X) If I gotta fight for the rest of my Then I'm gon' turn the cheek (yeah) Cause I the way you hurt me But I can't get of your love
(Verse 2) And who the hell am I to be? A holy priest holding a rosary? Some of bold stoic Moses of poetry? Should I be holding heat to for the streets A total phoney? If I said my name was 'Tony' would you it's me? Supposedly, T-O-N-E flow ease over these bolder beats But the too cheap to pay for groceries And in the throws of grief I and breathe Loaded with my parents hopes and dreams, yet I don't know if we both I scope the scene, and I'm watching bills build up I'm nice with a day-job, niggaz write all day and still suck And yet fill clubs, sell a trillion and feel sluts I kill dubs, but I don't have the mills to pay for pub My chilled melts on occasion Cause brainwashed niggaz only my track if Clue or Flex will play it Who you expect to say shit if I don't? What? Cause I don't wanna be by some cat who lets cash determine his playlists I'm searching for ways in, but are sparse when you're hard to market Fuck art, cause aren't the smartest targets And I'm not enough, so it seems backpackers are acting up And I thought it was half the battle, just to have the And a truckload of skills, politics are ill and yo, it's real It seems I'm cruising, and they're still using these crooked stones for And you know the deal, it doesn't evoke the most appeal stolen Kosher Meals, lemme propose a toast to heal
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(Verse 3) I've sacrificed so many facets of life, to achieve this From Love & definitive reason, to trust in My family suffered a grievance when we discussed I was Seeming for tunnel vision and it probably crushed all their feelings something appeasing in the corruption of demons Feeding me vehemently lustful of bucks from succeeding But up, months it's exceeded Peeling the scabs off of cuts that are knowing I had it as tough as Jesus This shit doesn't compete or even touches he did But, will I be signed by 33? Cause my teens fucking depleted with a gift, equipped to assist in the destruction of heathens But, please, would god really me snuffing emcees, then? (Ha) I be conceited, right? Well, I'm balanced out by the lack of I've felt since I've learned how to & write Overcompensation spelled relief the rhyme schemes are tight Then I feel the weight of a cheapened when 5, 000 people die (SOB! SOB!) Feel bad for the rap But pour your into something for responses that's half-hearted Terminate relationships on the basis of past And then you'll see why every review's like another line on my scarred light-hearted voice becomes jailed by the darkness It's impossible to trap my lips, when I to spit I try to swim away, but I getting dragged back in this Come to find my automatically swimming backwards, Cause I'm a Masochist
(Outro 3X) If I fight for the rest of my life Then I'm turn the other cheek (yeah) Cause I hate the way you me But I get enough of your love