Signing Out
I spit blood on the mic, my heart is bleedin´
Set back after set back broke my spirit
Rhymes´ razor blade sharp to mark this feelin´
It´s fucked up, but I hope my lyrics
can light up the dark place that I´m from
0 - 5 - 6 - 3!
Fuck, I´m stuck, but when the time comes
YO - I - GET - FREE!
You old folks might think it´s a sweet town
The youth´s under the influence to escape
Forget moonshine, drugs floods the streets now
I´m on my way up, all you can do is hate
The same motherfuckers who wanna box me down
gonna kiss my ass once I´m in the limelight
Suddenly I´m def (deaf) like Foxxy Brown
The sun ain´t shit when I shine bright
Keep your eyes open for the mixtape "Don´t Sleep On This Vol.1" the next year...
This is Melancholic. Signing out. Peace
You don't think rational when you're lovesick
The heart convince the brain that the glove fit
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