Kiss of Death

Least likely to succeed
What they labeled me
Fell victim to greed
Lost the one that you need
They beg and they plead
Butt they never talking money
They counted you out
Yet you're the one soaring
Take all their glory
This is your horror story
They robbing us blind
That's why we started purging
Time and time again, push the delorean
My best friend's a drug emporium
Padded walls and a social worker
Life's so fucked up
I used to be sober
No chip on my shoulder
Just wrecking like boulders
Menace to society, what you gone do about it
Got these niggas pouting
Slowly they find out i'm the king
They was doubting
Popping up seeking vengeance like a villain
Put them chucks to ya fillings
Keep pushing my buttons and ima start killing
Don't play with me boy you might come up Missing,(Come up missing)

I've been counted out
I've had fear and doubt
I've been starry eyed
Never satisfied

I've been counted out
I've had fear and doubt
I've been starry eyed
Never satisfied

First they doubt you
Leave 'em in the rear view
Mow you're shining all they do is fear you
It's a clear view
Going supersonic
And it's ironic
Roll up a spliff of that chronic
Flex on the universe because i'm bionic
Taking souls and asking names later
If you're playing games i can't appreciate ya
Not everyone's good
Can't treat everyone equal
Not your fault if they feeling beneath you
They calling me crazy
But i feel like i'm sane
Blame it on the pain
Don't care about much
Barely care bout myself
Making moves cause ain't nothing left
Got a passion to win but no passion to live
Run on my instincts
Set traps for you lames
Won't play by your rules
Treat life like a game
Good with my
Words but ain't talking bout scrabble
Inject you with fear then watch as you Scramble



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Writer(s): Adam Fisher
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