Nadia Freestyle.

Uh, yeah
I got some stuff to say and get off my mind so
Thought I'd freestyle
Something I never do
Heh, check it

All my problems I contorted
Still aborting old feelings from a cold bitch who had me soaring
Now she boring, touring using others for courses
They should feel extorted
According to some sources I should help the pain
With a portion of a gain contorting my proportion of blood flowing
From my veins and keep growing for it 'till I can't contain
Foreign prophets, flooring monsters of a hidden closet
I forbade any son double sworded with a molded brain
I could do this shit for days
I got the order in my trays
I could sort it in for fame
I could sell my soul in vain
Wrapping traces of faces
That coexisted with my lame heart
Grew apart on purpose, seen your eyes lurking with the same art
You gave me in May ain't changed a bit
You still the same part you was
And the same bitch I love
It's insane I gave you more than a chance to change
But a witch is who you was
And a leech is who you are
So before you go too far just know I loved too much, tough



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Writer(s): Jordi Alexander Arias
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