Im a flow regardless because Im an artist until Im trapped Ima continue to hit he hardest whether I scrap or rap Give me death but you aint my friend I see it in your eyes, you contemplate my end You waitin for that bin in the road, where you were told that you would go, when you were old and if you died young, it was told So what the dilly, what it was worth Think back 26 years, be like what of his birth What if it was a miscarriage and I never existed Have I given something that have been taken away you would of missed it Didnt know, did I persisted? It was the call of the wild Im here to say whats in my heart, and you call it a style Dont put it in the cage, dont mistreat it You say you hunger for knowledge, here it is eat it Another soul completed is another thought captured Let me do my thing I got it locked wit this rap shit Either let me fly Or give me death, let my soul rest or take my breath Ima die anyway, but Ill be gone any day~ DMX
Posted on: Fri, 16 Jan 2015 22:13:59 +0000
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