Fallen

I was the nicest for at least the last six months
 Single went dope, got heavy rotation from Funk Flex
 and didnt have to ask Stick once
 Penned flows that was most quoted
 Kept the toast loaded for magazine critics incase the
 alleged niggaz ghostwrote it
 Spit with the armored fist
 And for a list had no escape route from the slums so
 round it became an orifice
 Now I'm eating good and pushing whips
 Problem is, I'm pussy whipped by a bitch that dropped
 me same time the label did
 Album sells wasn't well, no reach quota
 So my foundation which was once mentally and
 financially stable slid
 Traumas all, was on alchohol plus I done acid
 Put every egg into one basket
 Now my mind rages cause imposters of label reps
 getting gun blasted
 Won passed it
 Fuck it, one life, one love, one casket
 Wound up at the CEO office and blow his flesh of his chest
 And left that nigga slumped on his office desk
 [Chorus]
 My mouth wasn't built to handle rejection
 (I'm Fallen)
 You only fucking with, answer the question
 (I'm Fallen)
 Fuck trying to reason with logic
 Reason with this sixteen shot cartridge holding a
 label hostage
 [Slug]
 How many are dead?
 How many gain pieces does he have now?
 (two, one woman and one man)
 Now here we go again
 Another day trying to defend a belief
 Time to make friends with the beast
 How many guns he got?
 Only one's been shot
 Let me see his demands
 And a copy of the foreplans
 Whats the odds of suicidal?
 Let's try to get him on the horn
 And inform him of my arrival
 N-n-n-n-n-no no vest
 I'm going in soft
 If he's gonna take my head off then he's gotta take my
 head off
 Now what's his name?
 Does he have a family?
 What's his background?
 Did he pick the place randomly?
 Get his girl on the phone
 Locate his mom
 (Move, move, move people now, now)
 We're dealing with a time bomb
 And I'mma take it through the front door
 Look him in the eyes
 See if we can make this grown man cry
 [Chorus]
 [V:] Lets sway my options, and put in perspective my postition
 Stop the mission
 It's a straight shot to prison without a pot to piss in
 Fuck the negotiating, I don't expect for you cops to listen
 You probably setting me up to get shot by a
 sharpshooter from the SWAT devision
 Tell them bitches I won't be that easily overthrown
 I know they're listening in on your mobile phone
 You don't know my pain, you're probably living like a
 king on some noble throne
 In the suburbs with a fucking Camero and a mobile home
 All I want is my deal back
 But the A&R stays put, in turn, I'll give you the intern
 [S:] What's the catch
 [V:] I want an even bigger deal
 No funny shit cause I'm holding the trigger's steel
 and I'll drop this bitch faster than Jigga did to Mil
 [S:] Alright I hear you
 But still it's my responsibility
 To guarentee these hostages are walking out of here with me
 Your everything is on their safety
 [V:] Yo Fuck, that
 [S:] Yo, no way around that
 We've got the place surrounded
 So what's your call kid
 Your move, whatchya gonna do?
 You've gotta face the truth
 (Wait I've gotta face the truth)
 Cause the more I toss it all around my head
 The more I feel
 Everything that you said
 Alright so here's the fucking deal
 Gimme the intern
 Let the A&R burn
 And as far as I'm concerned this meeting is adjurned
 The woman and I, we're about to walk out that door
 Here's a handshake soldier cause we both won the war
 [A&R:] Wait, Wait, what are you leaving for its your job
 Come back here
 [V:] Naw, fuck that
 [A&R:] Wait, wait we can think this up now cause-
 [V:] Naw, fuck that, fuck you
 [Vakill]
 How can you reason with the brain savagely ripped from it's humane frame
 Gave sweat, tears, and slit a main vain
 Now I aim flame and squeeze out a vengeance for every
 career the industry ruined 4, 080 in this fucked up game playing
 Open ya mouth foul bitch
 Cause now I got this 40-cal-inch *gunshot* for you to tussle
 I keep bullets for every artist that signed a loud pitch
 Funny sometimes
 I fast fake and take a tumultuous twist in life's style switch
 I don't know what world beyond this lies
 But I can see my future, not just career through Ganda's eyes
 Once I let this slug out, I struck out
 Nevermind my side of the playing field till I was underneath the dugout
 No matters, what could possibly be worse
 Unless that somehow the tables was reversed
 I know the Jakes is coming and I can't wait to let this heat burst
 I'ma kill everybody
 And just to prove that I ain't bullshitting
 I'ma start with me first [gunshot]