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[Verse 1 : AFU]
Pain keeps me going like..
Ambushed to get my eyes drilled
My body’s thrilled
I am not able to realize but rewind my past as they got me grilled
A mentality that is partly extinct
Rappin this song while I am trill from the agony they’ve put me in
Homicides goes on and by, and I do nothing but standstill
Bloody notes get passed all day
A Hitman massacre chained to get them poor bastards to pay
Ski masks and drive-bys are a daily routine
Either go for a kill streak or be a dopefiend
I choose neither but the ink
No I can’t see the future, but I can see results
Get denied with a diploma, or get struck by a high volt
[Verse 2 :]
Rage keeps me going like ..
I slay the definition of 'no competition’
Easily keep up with my mission I started compositing
Still on that beat, tearing it apart
Mashing through the slow mo buttons like a hack and slash game
Brutalizing and running through each factor on the track that you claim
Turn a lame joint into eternal flame
Outshine, till you beg the publisher to make a rename
They kept rewinding the claimed yarn with a spinning frame
I am a miracle that they tried to get slain
They tried to get me on a crate that I am already on, but I am shipless
Get up on them while they’re defenseless
Regardless this will result me to regret this
[Verse 3 :]
Regret keeps me going like ..
Aimed for more than one, but ended up with none
Intended to be a legend, turns out I am nothing but a hilarious pun
A pillar intended to be on top, instead it was planted above me, I was walked on
No defensive explanation to use as a lie, but a crop to be explained on my con
Always overlooked, used as a losing pawn
A don that was meant to be on top, instead it’s failures that I bear upon
I feel like, I am not ready for the time that my soul will be set free
Instead if it will be, I have to face a measure recollecting my sins till I flee to my destiny
If you call that free you have to pay a fee
(for being bodied with ignorance)
A measure has a rope to hold it, it gets cut from all these sins I’ve kept
It’s not like I am happy, I am more of incensed
Hopefully God will pull me attached to him
Life is worthless, massacre of guilt
We are all caged on it, waiting to be set free
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