Fear
Run hide buried Alive
Government kills when exposing the lies
Suppose I pose with a tool to my head
Suicide note just another one dead
Fully equipped with a brain full of Knowlegde
Murder Mystery that know one is solving
Go to the police and they using extortion
Hold it against you like you had an abortion
Keep em stupid keep em dumb
Taking pictures with the murder weapon
Lil gangsters starving for attention
Spend all your money no room for investment
Either flame out or take it as a lesson
Still alive you bet it's a blessing
Caressing death flirting with arrest
Locked up for a life sentence
6 feet deep now back from the dead
Poisoned the water viens full of lead
Verbal attack sensory overload
Emotions run deep about to explode
Proposing deals to make your ass famous
Cop a feel just so you can make it
Then I blow up leave the beef a side
Striving for peace the past comes alive
Pastors preachers end of the world
Rapture capture little boys and girls
Reload my pistol another priest dead
Clear my dead now I'm fiscally spent
Fist full of sess minimal stress
Fuck all your fame I've come to collect
Focused virbal virus through your vents
Vent all my rage like a PTS vet
Government kills when exposing the lies
Suppose I pose with a tool to my head
Suicide note just another one dead
Fully equipped with a brain full of Knowlegde
Murder Mystery that know one is solving
Go to the police and they using extortion
Hold it against you like you had an abortion
Keep em stupid keep em dumb
Taking pictures with the murder weapon
Lil gangsters starving for attention
Spend all your money no room for investment
Either flame out or take it as a lesson
Still alive you bet it's a blessing
Caressing death flirting with arrest
Locked up for a life sentence
6 feet deep now back from the dead
Poisoned the water viens full of lead
Verbal attack sensory overload
Emotions run deep about to explode
Proposing deals to make your ass famous
Cop a feel just so you can make it
Then I blow up leave the beef a side
Striving for peace the past comes alive
Pastors preachers end of the world
Rapture capture little boys and girls
Reload my pistol another priest dead
Clear my dead now I'm fiscally spent
Fist full of sess minimal stress
Fuck all your fame I've come to collect
Focused virbal virus through your vents
Vent all my rage like a PTS vet
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Writer(s): Alexander Malacarne
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