--HOOK--
these things I got I no longer want
all I want is to become somethin' I'm not
I wanna drop off this glock
and replace it with a 10 karrat rock
or chains that hang down to my waiste when I walk
but right now it doesn't look like things are eva gonna look up
just lookin' down, face to tha ground
I need a way to escape, and pull myself out

I'm nearin' rock bottom,
got nothin' god I'm starving
my ribs are carving thru my skin
if I loose another inch I'll be translucent
it's like everythin' I eva worked for, I just loose it
yo, screw this, I'm a do somethin different
somethin' ta get rich quick
that's this shit, rap like I was gifted
hopefully I'll get noticed before my broke ass gets evicted
then I'll be on the streets again
aging at twice tha normal rate
25 with a 90 year old's face
and if I do live to be 90, god'll have made a mistake
'cause even now I only want to be 78
then hit tha end of tha line
end all my rhymes with a 10 dollar 9
millimeter bullet, load it, cock it and the trigger.. pull it..
it's over, no-more, I'm done.
but until that day comes I'll strive ta be #1

--HOOK--

what happens if I do finally make it
will I be able to take it
or will I cave and lay flat
say my name biatch, haha, I just had to say that
it's my track, I'm-a be ruder than sliminem ever has
if he ever rapped, about the crap you'll hear comin' from me
he would've never been picked up by mtv
fuck tha main stream scene, wait
fuck me, I'll sell my soul to achieve that status
and If I had it I'd trap it
so I'd never loose my edge
make sure my foothold never comes loose again
and I never fall off, from tha top
from a drop, or a run-in with tha cops
I'm done with all my troubles with tha law
time to pick myself up and never stumble over chach
I've done it all and seen it all close up
now it's time for my optics to be closed up.

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