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shed
It's telling me I gotta
Fuckin bloody the misled
My victim approached
Cut her head off at the throat
She was a hooker with AIDS
Spreading disease

to death
Takin' my steps with my head down
Why pour I liquor for my niggas
'cause they dead now
My memory since I was a little seed
Was a penitentiary full

a note that says I’m happy to be dead man
I’m not suicidal but I think about it
Negative energy got my head all crowded
I couldn’t see the signs yeah my

better in my pastime

No producer, doing it myself and I overdo it
Head to my vocal booth and I go and lose it
And put my damn soul into it
Hit up Cray-B,

demons lie

She controls the nightmares in my head
She's the monster by my window ledge
Awakening the dead
Inform me what my loved ones said
She's here

fate remains unmolded
Guess it runs in the family
My sense of self corroded
Rage and hatred, untethered
Heads and appendages severed
I can't be saved by

won't catch me when I'm falling back
My friends gone live forever shit like magic they rose from the dead
I told em do sum else besides that rappin' shit

the wrong hood then we take off ya neck
Everything dead yeah i meant what i said
Fuck yo hood nigga fuck yo set
He speak on my name then he gone get checked

Please listen carefully to each of my concerns
I am deeply troubled and close to death
I'm good as dead and completely helpless 
I'm no better off then

missing, put that on my children
Bet that, nigga, what? Regret that, run it up
Heh, and I'm about to sum it up
This shit here that problem, livin'

basketball with us some time
Oh, I'll see if I can round
Up a few figure skaters
You better bring your best man 'cause me and
My brothers are gonna put you

just like my pistol thought I told you ima chemist
I done made so much off grams I'm Stashing hundreds in the ceiling
I ain't make too much off rap but

thought of happiness just crossed my head
But after twenty-seven seconds it just flew away
And when I tried to call it back to me, it flipped me off
I mean,

that I had tha glizzy 

I gotta get to da bag,  fast car and am racing
I really come for ya head Pissed off like am Jason
Grains in the clip they big

gotta dead it through a text
Break a sweat leave her stressed then I'm on to the next
I'm in a session imma call you when it's over
The heartbreak kid

Wnyu 89.1 Freestyle 5/10/2000

Necro

I Need Drugs

2000

you came you were a little, actually no
(Aight, just let him do his thing)

Lots of anger
Yo, check it, you know I rap over my own beats,

like Frank-O off the Novacane
Good head, money on my mind I'm talking good bread
Eat that, errthang I drop don't need yo feedback
Feline, Spanish mami

lead oh
She goin' she goin' play it in my head oh
She goin' she goin' play it when I'm dead oh
She goin' she goin' say I never said no
She tell me she

pick the latter and have dem over my clothes instead
But if girlie gets highlighter on this Saint Laurent it's dead
On to the next, mmm
Things you say

the lies, in my head only I decide if it's true
I might just go out for a run with a pepper spray or a mini gun
Dude, get out my way, I ain't havin' fun

your head
Lead off, I beat the beat up and go
Run a nigga feet off and chew 'em like a piece of pilaf
Shitting on niggas an leave the seat off, then

mortis set
Have you seen a Dead Body
Abduction relapse rehab
Now look where it got me
Lie steal and cheat
You better come back and see me
Your eyes roll

ass really not
I don't do this shit for fun I had to trap up the block
I was running up them funds til this shit got kinda hot
Hit my bro off wit sum 1s

My youngins grew up in the bricks
Never ending got shit on my list
Out the way, you get hit by a stick
Mm, backdoor hit by a bitch
You ain't never