Last Minute
Who is Responsible
It's like my last minute
My heart beating fucking slow with my nose bleeding
Doctors yelling you gotta breathe now
Breathe now soldier, many voices calling
Its not my time so i started yarning
Mama smiling he's alive with the tears in her eye
Her body alive, its the Lord doings
I'm born to it, my core duty is to create a path
For yall niggas yall been lacking Facts
I spit facts while yall spit lies
Like a chick with a dick in her mouth,
Yall lick sperms
What a fuck yall cant suit in my class,
I click clap while I evoke in my stand,
The Lord in my glass
I sip nice till I'm high call me most high
I bring live fuck a negative vibe
Yeah. fuck a negative vibe call me the most high
I'm the most high
They said i paid my dues no i made a sacrifice
Table is turn so why you losing appetite
I know I'm damaged forgive me if I'm savage
I had to dig deep in a depth in my courage
You see I'm clean and the intention is genuine
Deep waters didn't drawn us it taught us how to swim
So my flow is bases, alkaline and cinnoline
Im the realest but you know that's the pedigree
I lost my innocent to pain,
Like a dark cloud nobody can stop my rain
The last thing ama face is defeat,
I hope i stay strong i hope i finish on my feet
So i
Cherish the moment and not the people
Envy nobody 5 fingers is not equal
Shake your dice,
Arm your strike
The sooner the better
I hope you realize
You finally got something to proof
You like a feminist lesbian in a room full of penises
I walk into your doom hand in hand in all the premises
Push you down the cliff with no Para suit to land you with
Goddamn i war place and tangling
You stuck in your small space, I'm time traveling
I walk into the room and smack the nigga you standing with
Walk into the party and smack the booty that you dancing with
Jesus Christ of Nazareth,
Gold mind of frank scent
I throw all the rapper alive with his classiness
Whenever i spit it i hope yall niggas be hacking in
I strangle any rapper to dead,
Resurrect Lazarus
How do you expect to sleep
With scorpions in your bed
How do you expect to eat
Fucking with my bread
Got every street nigga coming for your head
Shiii.
I don't talk to the dead
It's like my last minute
My heart beating fucking slow with my nose bleeding
Doctors yelling you gotta breathe now
Breathe now soldier, many voices calling
Its not my time so i started yarning
Mama smiling he's alive with the tears in her eye
Her body alive, its the Lord doings
I'm born to it, my core duty is to create a path
For yall niggas yall been lacking Facts
I spit facts while yall spit lies
Like a chick with a dick in her mouth,
Yall lick sperms
What a fuck yall cant suit in my class,
I click clap while I evoke in my stand,
The Lord in my glass
I sip nice till I'm high call me most high
I bring live fuck a negative vibe
Yeah. fuck a negative vibe call me the most high
I'm the most high
They said i paid my dues no i made a sacrifice
Table is turn so why you losing appetite
I know I'm damaged forgive me if I'm savage
I had to dig deep in a depth in my courage
You see I'm clean and the intention is genuine
Deep waters didn't drawn us it taught us how to swim
So my flow is bases, alkaline and cinnoline
Im the realest but you know that's the pedigree
I lost my innocent to pain,
Like a dark cloud nobody can stop my rain
The last thing ama face is defeat,
I hope i stay strong i hope i finish on my feet
So i
Cherish the moment and not the people
Envy nobody 5 fingers is not equal
Shake your dice,
Arm your strike
The sooner the better
I hope you realize
You finally got something to proof
You like a feminist lesbian in a room full of penises
I walk into your doom hand in hand in all the premises
Push you down the cliff with no Para suit to land you with
Goddamn i war place and tangling
You stuck in your small space, I'm time traveling
I walk into the room and smack the nigga you standing with
Walk into the party and smack the booty that you dancing with
Jesus Christ of Nazareth,
Gold mind of frank scent
I throw all the rapper alive with his classiness
Whenever i spit it i hope yall niggas be hacking in
I strangle any rapper to dead,
Resurrect Lazarus
How do you expect to sleep
With scorpions in your bed
How do you expect to eat
Fucking with my bread
Got every street nigga coming for your head
Shiii.
I don't talk to the dead
Credits
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