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