Eh yo, welcome to my world, please HEY!
Poison in my veins, I'm torturing my brains, And still I try, Voices in my head, am I or am I dead, Alone I cry,
1:] Consider, configure, the shit that I'm in and the pain, I'm going insane I'm frightened, my heart and my have been fightin I'm certain that it's the rest of my body Them voices as loud as come chattin, They say "Who met us, and let us in?" you you better than all of these replicates screamin they represent man, c'mon. And the people me say they wanna see me go on tragically And it's evil, cause I'm only 20 something working for crumbs some bread, or nothin
2:] The harder the struggle the the trouble, Come out of the bubble, teach you to cuddle, With inside me, what demon is not me, These demons inside me they got me, stop me from sleepin, And eatin and keepin it even, and my reason for breathin is ceasin', in a danger, my nose when I'm readin, it's bleedin on paper, It's on paper, And I'm tired of this violence, so tortured inside,ain't it and overtly open inside, have I already died, Has mom cried? And why do I feel like I'm over this life, I'm not hateful, I'm grateful, my is tasteful, livin it up, I might even blow, a leak in a truck, with a torch and a clutch, And explosion that all coughin' up dust, and the people, Inside me say, they see me go tragically, And it's evil, I'm only twenty something, working for a crumb some bread or nothin
2:] I'm awake, and it's quarter to six, I'm trying to and I ain't thought of no shit, I with guilt like I slaughtered a Sikh, I with shame like my daughter's a bitch, I don't make living but I persist, I could out but I still resist, So don't tell me no pain and shit, I was born and in poverty bitch, And I smile all the and don't complain, I'm something like Gill Heron, Do you know what it like to lose a friend, again and again and again, again The bitter, the sinner, the the poet, the river of blood within him that's flowin, I'm the bitter, the sinner, the killer, the poet, the river of within me flowinn, People inside me say, the wanna see me tragically, And it's evil, it's evil, cause I'm only twenty working for a crumb or some bread or nothin
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