flowin this to the "Lose Yourself" instrumental.

Verse #1:
comin out so hard, to break the walls of charge/
it’s just to decently demandingly strenuous to hold the applause/
I look left to right, feelin in the mood ta fight/
but I ain’t got the rights, to put out the strife/
life begins to unfold before my eyes, the final moment, just before I die/
then suddenly I realize, all the things that I despised, I never gave room to let it step aside/
I pray to the light, but it gets casted away for my will to survive/
selfishness got me feelin deprived, left behind, cuz my ignorance has got my in a bind to see with a blinded eye/
“say goodbye”, were the last words I heard before the end of my time/
no pleeding for life, not even a tear to shed through the thick sheet of ice/
that chilled to my spine, stabbing at me like a thousand knives/
and I’m only 25, so fuck life, cuz it ain’t to no ones surprise/
when u hear the click of the gun, and u don’t even get the time to run/
it’s just POW! It’s over, and u done/

Chorus:
life made easy inside a world of dreams, but every time u wake u see a killer inside the body u use to breathe/
to eat and sleep, whether or not it’s meant for keeps, but the deals sold cheap/
so just give into to peace, down under 6 feet deep, believe bitch in u and me/
cuz the ground doesn’t sink that steep, when ya on ya knees, ready to end ya life, before u plead, then afterwards u bleed/

Verse #2:
livin out life, as a bum without even the energy left to make a run/
a dash for love, is somethin that’s been forgotten and long lost/
the glamour and gloss, of the rap festivals at which I used to show off/
but that’s before I got blew off, and boo’d off stage, cuz the trip was to much for me/
and then suddenly it hit me, chronic nose bleeds from snortin to much coke and smokin cheebs/
which sent through my brain a lyrically challenged disease, ended up almost killin me/
an with that, I blew my whole career cuz I was a big time druggie, and that was just before I turned hardcore junkie/
sold the rights to all my songs, so I could just shoot up that heroin just little more/
and soon enough, I ended up, broke as fuck, always tryin ta get the cops ta lock me up/
a place to crash shop from those cold winta nights, cuz it’s a fight to survive/
in this world of crime, ppl like me are diein all tha time, without a reason why/
and ppl don’t give a damn, cuz they just turn away and walk amongst their own path/


Chorus:
life made easy inside a world of dreams, but every time u wake u see a killer inside the body u use to breathe/
to eat and sleep, whether or not it’s meant for keeps, but the deals sold cheap/
so just give into to peace, down under 6 feet deep, believe bitch in u and me/
cuz the ground doesn’t sink that steep, when ya on ya knees, ready to end ya life, before u plead, then afterwards u bleed/

Verse #3:
I’m sick of livin like this, in this world of lies and bullshit, 17 years old, and already I’ve blown it/
threw every chance I eva had for somethin good, straight out the window now I’m livin it up in the hood/
beatin kids for tryin to play their stupid tricks, or act like they jackin this/
but all they get back is shit, an a motha fuckin pistol whip/
and I’m just sanely going insanely crazy, I can’t handle this cuz my gf left me with my hand around my dick/
for killin some punk bitch, that I had a gun fight with, and beta yet I took a bullet in tha side of the ribs/
got hospitalized because of it, and took off as soon as they covered it/
I just couldn’t wait around, for the pigs to bust me now, there’s no way I was gonna go out like that to the pound/
so my only choice was to take my own life, straight down to the ground/
got home, and popped back half an ounce of magic mush ta help me bounce/
help cope with the pain, the massive amounts of horror that I was suffering/
tripped out so much that I soon found myself stuttering, I couldn’t help myself/
when I started to scream for help, but the only thing, that came to my aid/
was the 9 piece I had left in my school bag, so I pulled it out/
and sent a cap straight through my brain, finally something to ease the pain/

Chorus:
life made easy inside a world of dreams, but every time u wake u see a killer inside the body u use to breathe/
to eat and sleep, whether or not it’s meant for keeps, but the deals sold cheap/
so just give into to peace, down under 6 feet deep, believe bitch in u and me/
cuz the ground doesn’t sink that steep, when ya on ya knees, ready to end ya life, before u plead, then afterwards u bleed/

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