Post Mortem

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Can you kill a track with
Some feeling in the back
Some emotion in the beat with some rhythm
Mr sacke don't be silly, I'm on that
Got me filling up a pack
With some sentimental crap and a
Little bit of rap mix it with some rock and
A little bit of Bach
No, I'm playing, no I'm not
What I'm saying gon' be hot
Got me praying that I'm not in over my head
Let me know what I said when
I'm old and I'm dead
I'm coming up quick with a vengeance
Engines
Roaring up, sick, take attendance and it's
A couple thousand rappers who
Pretend it's land is
Open to the rawest, wrong, so let's end this
I don't mean to say that you're
Never going to make it
But for your own sake
Don't pretend to and fake it
Man, I can't take it
I'm aching and shaking to keep myself up
But this weight can't awake it

Spit until the day I die
This is it in a minute I
Will destroy what I feel inside
No more feelings I'm offensive, why? I
Realize now what a beast I am
Blood dripping down my chin when I feast
Hot damn
I can entertain quick on a track, no boredom
Even when I'm gone, come back, post mortem
Spit until the day I die
This is it in a minute I
Will destroy what I feel inside
No more feelings I'm offensive, why? I
Realize now what a beast I am
Blood dripping down my chin when I feast
Hot damn
I can entertain quick on a track, no boredom
Even when I'm gone, come back, post mortem

I'm a track murderer cause I
Kill it like I do
Hunting mother fuckers then I
Cook them into stew
You don't want to be the one
I have to do it to
Because there ain't no coming back from when
I catch them and you're through
Donnie Darkflow in a pitch black room
Just thinking about the things that
Imma have to do soon
Hating on me, better switch that tune
Before you catch a body
Slam from Gorilla Monsoon
I'm a high profile rhyme and
I'm all attacking you
High octane mind frame when
I'm blasting through high off dank
Big thanks to who I got it through
High on pills
Show you what that OxyContin do
F*ck rehab, I don't want to go there
If I'm going to OD then I really don't care
27 years old right now, that's perfect
Legendary status when I rap, for certain

Spit until the day I die
This is it in a minute I
Will destroy what I feel inside
No more feelings I'm offensive, why? I
Realize now what a beast I am
Blood dripping down my chin when I feast
Hot damn
I can entertain quick on a track, no boredom
Even when I'm gone, come back, post mortem
Spit until the day I die
This is it in a minute I
Will destroy what I feel inside
No more feelings I'm offensive, why? I
Realize now what a beast I am
Blood dripping down my chin when I feast
Hot damn
I can entertain quick on a track, no boredom
Even when I'm gone, come back, post mortem

Hit one at a time when
I'm hurting and I'm dying
Then I'm squirting out a line
Every turn of a dime
Then I'm learning how to rhyme and
It's burning up my mind
But I'm certain that I'm fine, oh
What a burden of mine
What's that now? Don't be lurking to find
What you don't want to see
There's a person inside
It's a curse you're beside
What's the worst way to die
I'm thinking buried alive
I'm the first out of five
Get murked on the side of the
Road by a merciless guy
Put you deep in the earth as you cry
No returning to life once I work it
Insides with the mixer
Man, it gets worse, I can't lie
Close curtains and find you with
Worms in your eyes
Big furnace, worth it to burn you alive
These verses are words from the
Stern and the pride that are perfect
The best that you've heard in your life

Spit until the day I die
This is it in a minute I
Will destroy what I feel inside
No more feelings I'm offensive, why? I
Realize now what a beast I am
Blood dripping down my chin when I feast
Hot damn
I can entertain quick on a track, no boredom
Even when I'm gone, come back, post mortem
Spit until the day I die
This is it in a minute I
Will destroy what I feel inside
No more feelings I'm offensive, why? I
Realize now what a beast I am
Blood dripping down my chin when I feast
Hot damn
I can entertain quick on a track, no boredom
Even when I'm gone, come back, post mortem

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