[Verse 1: King Kash]
I was just a young nigga, movin' on the asphalt, tryna get a pack off
So one day I went crazy, mixed weed and the pills and the liquor, followed up with the bathsalts
Started trippin', now I’m skitzo, while I’m sittin' in the room with the pistol to my head, what that lead 'bout?
I don’t care what you care about
If you got your head inflated, I’m the nigga that’ll air it out
Some niggas rap, but they flow been missin'
All I do is keep it real and let my soul paint vivid
Never chose no religion, so there’s no saint in 'em
If I’m talking to the demons, what the lord faith in 'em?
I’m a cold case kill 'em, there is no trace sinner
I'ma take the body with me, now he’s cold plate driven
There is no space givin' to you foes fake friendin’
I'ma fiend 'em for a funeral, the flow's stay flippin'
Niggas think I went Hollywood, they probably wouldn’t
I be pushin' so it’s hard for me to ever stay stag
And it seems that a dream turned to reality, to happen internationally
Help a nigga make it on the map when
I was spittin’ sicker than the sickest niggas in your clique
And I’m only getting harder by the second, face facts
When all you niggas fakin', can’t contain your perpetration
When you playin’ with your life, and you will never get it back
All this pain I been through made my heart cold
No love in me feelin’ like a dark soul
Devil love goin' to work, just to leave a mark on
I hustle all day so I wasn’t in the harsh cold
When I really hit the struggle, I was linkin' niggas for the arckos
They don’t really want me to start though
Got me feelin’ dead like a nigga livin’ park gone
With these demons screamin at me “Welcome to the dark throne”
I was just a young nigga, movin' on the asphalt, tryna get a pack off
So one day I went crazy, mixed weed and the pills and the liquor, followed up with the bathsalts
Started trippin', now I’m skitzo, while I’m sittin' in the room with the pistol to my head, what that lead 'bout?
I don’t care what you care about
If you got your head inflated, I’m the nigga that’ll air it out
Some niggas rap, but they flow been missin'
All I do is keep it real and let my soul paint vivid
Never chose no religion, so there’s no saint in 'em
If I’m talking to the demons, what the lord faith in 'em?
I’m a cold case kill 'em, there is no trace sinner
I'ma take the body with me, now he’s cold plate driven
There is no space givin' to you foes fake friendin’
I'ma fiend 'em for a funeral, the flow's stay flippin'
Niggas think I went Hollywood, they probably wouldn’t
I be pushin' so it’s hard for me to ever stay stag
And it seems that a dream turned to reality, to happen internationally
Help a nigga make it on the map when
I was spittin’ sicker than the sickest niggas in your clique
And I’m only getting harder by the second, face facts
When all you niggas fakin', can’t contain your perpetration
When you playin’ with your life, and you will never get it back
All this pain I been through made my heart cold
No love in me feelin’ like a dark soul
Devil love goin' to work, just to leave a mark on
I hustle all day so I wasn’t in the harsh cold
When I really hit the struggle, I was linkin' niggas for the arckos
They don’t really want me to start though
Got me feelin’ dead like a nigga livin’ park gone
With these demons screamin at me “Welcome to the dark throne”
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