Keyed Multie Style:

(Verse 1)
I'm always gun ready but your aim is never steady/
The weight on you chest is gettin very heavy/
Can't breath isn't scary? Your in front of the mirrior screamin "Bloody Mary"/
Got a 5th from a girl name Terry same girl I fucked to pop her cherry/
Now its gettin very messy, you think you can test me/
More like God has blessed me, I spit real bars you spit candy bars like Nestle/
This how vision is audio played on a stereo isn't that scary yo/
Suger on my Cherrios, I got spirits in my flow/
I'm a spaceman to glow prowrestler wit a low-blow/
Coco snow high up some mo that had me like hydro on the go/

Getting Real:

(Verse 2)
I'm sorry God that I can't hear you clearly
But like Kayne said "Jesus walk wit me"
Tell me if you want me to spit another rhyme
Tell me if I'm fo' real or it isn't my time
Tell me if I lack in this rap game luster
Cause my mind is just nothing but a cluster
Of thoughts and emotions that even I can't deal wit
This is real life and real shit I have to admit
I'm not a wash up if I was never there
But like ya really give a fuck ya don't care
I stay stressed wit stress have no rest and my thoughts are naked never dressed
I'm blessed wit fam but my life is a mess fuck it who is the best?
My voice is bout as tainted as waking up in the morning
But I'm scared of reality of being poor again
No soul outta control and like my flow always on the go
Heart that is a hole and fake shit don't matter, living is my goal

I stay gifted like God personally touched me, running through my natural veins of envy to jealousy
Mix in wit my metal ecstasy, I stay relaxed cause power is next to me and your nothing but my epidemy

So ya tell me what you think...

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