[Verse 1: Ransom]
I was told every soul that's in hell suffers
I'm morbid like a soldier that's headed to war, and givin' his family farewell clutches
Never held punches, was never that nigga to sell crutches
I held grudges, so I couldn't catch a break from them 12 judges
I see things clearer, a fiend in front of three stained mirrors
Each reflection givin' us hope that all this street pain cure us
I know this bloody feel, 'cause life ain't a movie for those who study real (reel)
Let's cut a deal, you can run with the kings or fall at your buddy's heel
I love these thrills, straight nirvana
Ironic that most of you niggas who married the game wasn't made of honor
Save your karma, a predicate felon became a martyr
Made of armor, just like a terrorist looking for planes to charter
Blame my father, he wasn't involved with Ran'
Delay me and my momma's plans, but put this paint brush inside of this artist's hands
Woke up and knew this shit was all a scam
Why is there food to feed the obese while the starving eat out of garbage cans?
My targets ran, I'm huntin' 'em down, son of the father Sam
My bars are grams, consumed through the air, I travel uncharted lands
Heir to the throne, I guess I'm first in line
You could lead a horse to the water but can't make him drink it without a thirst for crime
I nurture minds, my thoughts is majestic, every verse sublime
You gotta witness the top to go through the worst decline
A diamond in the rough, what is it worth to shine?
'Cause your money can buy you watches, but it won't be able to purchase time
I was told every soul that's in hell suffers
I'm morbid like a soldier that's headed to war, and givin' his family farewell clutches
Never held punches, was never that nigga to sell crutches
I held grudges, so I couldn't catch a break from them 12 judges
I see things clearer, a fiend in front of three stained mirrors
Each reflection givin' us hope that all this street pain cure us
I know this bloody feel, 'cause life ain't a movie for those who study real (reel)
Let's cut a deal, you can run with the kings or fall at your buddy's heel
I love these thrills, straight nirvana
Ironic that most of you niggas who married the game wasn't made of honor
Save your karma, a predicate felon became a martyr
Made of armor, just like a terrorist looking for planes to charter
Blame my father, he wasn't involved with Ran'
Delay me and my momma's plans, but put this paint brush inside of this artist's hands
Woke up and knew this shit was all a scam
Why is there food to feed the obese while the starving eat out of garbage cans?
My targets ran, I'm huntin' 'em down, son of the father Sam
My bars are grams, consumed through the air, I travel uncharted lands
Heir to the throne, I guess I'm first in line
You could lead a horse to the water but can't make him drink it without a thirst for crime
I nurture minds, my thoughts is majestic, every verse sublime
You gotta witness the top to go through the worst decline
A diamond in the rough, what is it worth to shine?
'Cause your money can buy you watches, but it won't be able to purchase time
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