Eh yo, welcome to my world, listen HEY!
Poison in my veins, I'm torturing my brains, And I try, aiaiai Voices in my head, am I or am I dead, Alone I cry,
1:] Consider, configure, the shit that I'm in and the pain, I'm going insane I'm frightened, my and my head have been fightin I'm certain that it's hurtin the of my body Them voices as loud as manhattan chattin, They say "Who met us, and let us in?" you know you better than all of replicates screamin they represent man, c'mon. And the people inside me say wanna see me go on tragically And it's evil, cause I'm only 20 something working for some some bread, or nothin
2:] The harder the struggle the the trouble, Come out of the bubble, teach you to cuddle, With demons inside me, what is not me, These demons inside me they got me, they stop me sleepin, And eatin and keepin it even, and even my for breathin is ceasin', in a danger, my nose when I'm readin, it's bleedin on paper, It's on paper, And I'm tired of this violence, so inside,ain't it awkward and overtly open inside, have I already died, Has mom already And why do I feel like I'm over this life, I'm not hateful, I'm grateful, my is tasteful, livin it up, I might even blow, like a leak in a truck, with a and a clutch, And explosion leaves all coughin' up dust, and the people, me say, they wanna see me go tragically, And evil, cause I'm only twenty something, working for a crumb some bread or nothin
2:] I'm still awake, and it's to six, I'm trying to write and I ain't of no shit, I live with like I slaughtered a Sikh, I live with shame my daughter's a bitch, I don't living but I still persist, I sell out but I still resist, So don't tell me about no and shit, I was and raised in poverty bitch, And I smile all the and don't complain, I'm like Gill Scott Heron, Do you know what it feels like to a friend, again and again and again, again The bitter, the sinner, the killer the poet, the river of blood him that's flowin, I'm the bitter, the sinner, the killer, the poet, the river of blood me flowinn, inside me say, the wanna see me goin' tragically, And it's evil, it's evil, cause I'm only something working for a crumb or some bread or nothin
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