Was It Sum'n I Said

Was it sum'n I said

That made me your idol

See I'd rather be dead

That's why I'm suicidal

And my head keeps spinnin like every day

But it's best to burn out then to fade away

See I am what I am and that's all that I am

But when I'm not high, a poor excuse for a man

I aint drinkin no forty, thinkin time with the nine

Cant you understand, I'm the tigger man

The drama's in life is so highly diluted

In time you will find wicket rhymes executed

From dawn to dusk you might hear me bust

Deep peep the wicket shit and your skull a crush

Exodus, Alpha, Omega come again

All the hate you create is comin from with in

Amen anotha sin once my mind is bled

When it's done and said I'm done as dead

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