Until Yer Dead

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Yo, I'mma' be brief, let me tell you how I'm livin'
 I be finna' criminal the life that I was given
 Shit ain't easy bein' poor, just try'na stay driven
 The sins I've commited probably never be forgiven
 The bills are piling up, you can hear it if you listen
 That's the sounds of all the opertunities I'm missin'
 My record label think that I don't need a pot to piss in
 Don't be suprised if you hear that Scott got sent to prison
 Cause' I'm feeling kind'a fed up with my current situation
 My currency is low, like the level of my patience
 Pacing round the crib thinking bout' doing something rash
 Like, calling you for drugs and snatching up your fuckin' stash
 Pokets never deep, got me crazy for the cash
 Show me a beat and watch it get completely fuckin' smashed
 Tryin'a focus on these obstacles and go and obtain
 But, not a grain of motivation left inside my brian
 I've lost control and I don't know if I can get it back again
 My heart is cold and black and probably be like that until the end
 I realise your lies are just disguised to get inside my head
 Look in my eyes, I'll be screaming "fuck yer life" until you're dead
 I'll stab your wrist sockets, for try'na dig into my pockets
 The game to the bitch clones and dick jockers
 With flip-phones and wrist watches
 Fuckin around with me will leave you prone to voo-doo and witch-doctors
 We some shit-talkers, but you know we walk the walk
 Every watch has gotta' stop at twenty after for a glock
 If you don't like the way I rap then you can suck my cock
 Like an oral can of four to score motherfuckin' rock-s-s-s-s
 This is music for the lowlifes, dirtbags and those types
 That understand I'm just tryin'a expand my green like grow lights
 Flows that are so tight, they make your head explode like
 The tyre on an old bike, ridden by an old dyke
 Vocabulary's scarier and hairier than a pitbull terrier
 Just tryin'a fuck the game, you go ahead and marry her
 Cause' when I'm done, easy, take her out back and bury her
 This is the disease, and, you are now the carrier
 I've lost control and I don't know if I can get it back again
 My heart is cold and black and probably be like that until the end
 I realise your lies are just disguised to get inside my head
 Look in my eyes, I'll be screaming "fuck yer life" until you're dead
 

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Duration
02:45
Key
4
Tempo
174 BPM

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