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Death in a casket
IP:
Constantly watching-my-back, trust, don’t ask-me-for-that
I got my ass-in-the-black, come into the light and get stabbed-in-the-back
Alter egos, false identities…more-to-the-eye
From when I’m born-till-I-die, a lifetime of boredom-from-lies
“I couldn’t help myself” when you don’t like the choices-you-make
Real till I fall-to-my-grave because of poison-from-snakes
Celibacy so you don’t mess-with-my-brain, I’m depressed-in-my-veins
Friends? Don’t mention-my-name, roll deep be destined-for-pain
Foul bitches I don’t need-in-my-fam, greed-is-in-man
Pour my heart through my pen and bleed-from-my-hands
I’m cold, don’t know how love-is-done, friendship is stupid and trust-is-dumb
Feeling of belonging is like smoking in a puff-its-gone
This world-is-wack, I could fit in every herd-and-pack
But go too deep and they all turn-their-backs, so I return-to-rap
All friends-are-just-foes, a world where fitting in depends-on-your-clothes
Closeness in a world where we are meant-to-appose
So get-ya-back-slit, the second-ya-past-it, its death-in-a-casket
Having a deep fam is like having too many eggs-in-the-basket
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