I sit here with no flashlight just street illumination,

Im quick and to sick to drop these shits wit hesitation,

So i sit alone in this love seat the other wit no reservation,

So i put 12 to my side to help swallow my pride wit contomplation,

Cold showers let me know my power is irrelevent,

Lifes at a new low so i drop for the hell of it,

And sit back and think "if i only had dead presidents",

That shit probly goes for the majority of US residents,

Tear drops dont spark my intrest only to see em fall,

Sitting here alone lets me know i have noone to call,

But being that i have survived alot less lets me see it all,

So i speak with my mind rather than my tounge cause im raw,

Writers block has stoped so now my mind has flexability,

So sterio-types and yours truly has no reletivity,

So i drop rhymes in the dark so you can see my ability,

Able to turn the page with my mind while i defy gravity,

Like BIG dont sleep on me homie i bring nightmares to reality,

Spit on your mind so theres no need to find my speciality,

Walk with a limp and my head high thats my mantality,

Cause i know if i choose to flow i can make people lateral,

So dont start shit cause this damage wont be collateral.

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Originally Posted by Indeph Lyricalsolja you illy on the sickness tip.