Make Up Your Mind

Many faces I have seen
Bloody swollen screaming please
Crawling slowly close to me
I am lonely can't you see
I am going six feet deep
Don't you want to come with me
I promise you no pain in here
You don't have to live with fear
I am here to make things clear
I can be your puppeteer
Picking you up and down my dear
Getting you numb when I get near
Deep in your mind you know you will die
Might as well make it tonight
I can provide you with drugs
Making you feel like they giving you hugs
It is late at night
You don't sleep you fight
You talk to god but the devil replies
Who do you think created your mind
Before you could walk I kept a close eye
I told you not to follow their life
Fall in this place where there's no light
Trust in me I can provide
You with wisdom from ancient times
Magical potions will light up the sky
I'm in slow motion consuming the night
eat it like pussy I'm making her cry
I'm in a movie the plot is deprived
What would you do just to survive
Under the moon there's demons in line
Your times coming soon, make up your mind

Reminiscing, missing the days when we was chilling
Playing the cards that we were dealt with, some of us found a way to win it
Dreaming, sorrounded by women, demons hand me the Smith and Wesson when we stressing
Look at me come up the way I've been wishing but look how they envy and hate on the blessing
I dont know
Never know, still gutta carry something down below
Got me a shank when I look in yo soul I could see what u fear I could see why ur cold
Been on that road, story untold
Ye ain't tryina hear it but still I unfold
Bout how much I struggled and all of my troubles and once in a while I talk about smoke
And Talk about dope
I'm taking the mic, follow no rules, got a gun for ur knife
Got me all cool but u loose if u fight, I choose what I do and do what I like
If it doesnt benefit me, it doesnt fly
Laid back and chill and some weed to get high
Maybe some' muddy in my cup for the night
I'm sippin and dipping the blunt in the pine
Federal at the door, flushing it down, dumping it all
Fuck what they say, I'm taking the fall
That be the death of me, taking the call
Ain't nothing better than being the boss
But Ain't nothing worse when u paying the cost
What's something better than being the winner
But Nothing is worse when ur taking a loss



Credits
Writer(s): Santo Malo, Lord Wicked
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