Death & Fear (Outro)
So sufficient, devoted, tired
And paced, the traits of
Future hip hop legend
I fear that you'll wake up in Heaven
Before you even get a seven second
Glimpse of what I beckon will
Change a few lives
I died before, I'll die again
I die daily just to keep placing
These letters upon a paper with 33 lines
Within my college ruled limitation
I'm flippin' pages, crumbling,
Scribbling, scrimmagin' demons
Just to make a play on rhymes
That'll maybe make a suicidal
Patna settle down and change his mind
Or make a man see, who's
Spiritually blind
I wanna be the difference for the youth
I wanna be the proof
Wanna be the twinkle in my
Future daughter's eye
I wanna be truth that my son will see
Reflection of a father who
Ain't gotta lie to kick it
Life's a balance not a female dog
With that said, I stand up on
My two feet and let my soul inhibit
You might find me on my way
You might find me running from you
You might find me on my way
You might find me
It has yet to come
But soon it is to come
You know it disappoints me when you
Underestimate your potential
With your anxiety for success
It's there
Between the walls of your mind
In the palms of your hands
The sound after your lips
Something visible to the eye
Carefully heard by the ear
Don't destroy your own masterpiece
Finish it, and stop competing with the process
You might find me on my way
You might find me running from you
You might find me on my way
You might find me
You might find me
You might find me
You might find me
You're gonna be a household name
I just feel it, I know it, I'm gonna pray for you
Cause I know you're a good kid and I know you're
On to something, and I've heard, listened to your
Words, just, Man!, just the feeling you put into your
Tracks and just your words, I Got to curse
But boy! You are hot, and I love it
Woo! Chyna, Mommy
Over here like a groupie right now with
Jordan, Jodie Jo', so you know
I'm like a 43 year old groupie, I'm sorry sweetheart
Look here! Uh group, Uh uh uh uh, Solid Gold Dancers
Soul Train Dancers, Soul Train Dancers
Poor Jordan, how did you make it
In that mall? How?
And paced, the traits of
Future hip hop legend
I fear that you'll wake up in Heaven
Before you even get a seven second
Glimpse of what I beckon will
Change a few lives
I died before, I'll die again
I die daily just to keep placing
These letters upon a paper with 33 lines
Within my college ruled limitation
I'm flippin' pages, crumbling,
Scribbling, scrimmagin' demons
Just to make a play on rhymes
That'll maybe make a suicidal
Patna settle down and change his mind
Or make a man see, who's
Spiritually blind
I wanna be the difference for the youth
I wanna be the proof
Wanna be the twinkle in my
Future daughter's eye
I wanna be truth that my son will see
Reflection of a father who
Ain't gotta lie to kick it
Life's a balance not a female dog
With that said, I stand up on
My two feet and let my soul inhibit
You might find me on my way
You might find me running from you
You might find me on my way
You might find me
It has yet to come
But soon it is to come
You know it disappoints me when you
Underestimate your potential
With your anxiety for success
It's there
Between the walls of your mind
In the palms of your hands
The sound after your lips
Something visible to the eye
Carefully heard by the ear
Don't destroy your own masterpiece
Finish it, and stop competing with the process
You might find me on my way
You might find me running from you
You might find me on my way
You might find me
You might find me
You might find me
You might find me
You're gonna be a household name
I just feel it, I know it, I'm gonna pray for you
Cause I know you're a good kid and I know you're
On to something, and I've heard, listened to your
Words, just, Man!, just the feeling you put into your
Tracks and just your words, I Got to curse
But boy! You are hot, and I love it
Woo! Chyna, Mommy
Over here like a groupie right now with
Jordan, Jodie Jo', so you know
I'm like a 43 year old groupie, I'm sorry sweetheart
Look here! Uh group, Uh uh uh uh, Solid Gold Dancers
Soul Train Dancers, Soul Train Dancers
Poor Jordan, how did you make it
In that mall? How?
Credits
Writer(s): Jodie Jo'
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