If To Be Or Not TO Be Is The Question...
It Aint Fittin In My Quest For Religion So It Lessins...
This Great Question Becomes A Statment...
As I Look For Religious Placement And Find Satan...
The Stamement Becomes A Fragment...
I Remain Placid As God Plays A Pawn In My Lifes Exactment...
This Dumbfounding Fragment Becomes Muhfuckin Nuthin...
My Heart Stays True To Somthing As Emptiness Is Pumpin...
You Can Say That Even I, Sit Up At Night Wondrin How Ill Die...
To Be Or Not To Be Is Wrong, The Question Is What Should I Write...

I Stand Alone In A Public Place...
I Analyze Humanity With Dissapointment On My Face...
My Rhymes Flow Without Any Regression...
I Analyze Reality, And Cope With Depression...
Hunger Is My Drive, Tryna Strive In Life...
Religion Tells Me, Hells Where Ill Be When I Die...

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Nawfik's Out, Back To Chi...........