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Why! Do I give so much To those who don't know what it takes to be I! It takes so much focus But they say this lotus I grew should just die! Why do I read, my art is starting to bleed and receding It's a lie! Even though I'm woke up, this so sucks How 'bout my throat cut! Just a thought, excuse me while I get this off Tech is lost, read this then accepted naught Gave the game this, 20 years of Strange shit And I still retain this sick language I came with (cha) Tech is falling bitch shut up (shut up) Death is calling, nigga what up (what up) Your text is causing me to nut up Crawling in the gutter I'm coughing my blood up What if you found out you made me 'Cause critics were driving me crazy This kinda thing shouldn't phase me But it could be easier D-E-A-D Easier for me, though To another dimension and place we go When I smother and weaken a Yates' ego I'ma taste blood when I'd rather taste a Cheeto or burrito SongtexteLife can be testing or stop in a hurry I'd be investing in stock then the jewelry Gives you the effing not what you expecting When I chew a section you cop and you bury I'd suppose I'd die for those to buy the ode And get the newer shit to fly to throw I give 'em cooler hits that I compose While the code dissing me and deny the flows All the naysaying won't tempt me And I ain't never been wimpy But it's a thought when my tank is low and just about empty How about I just die, die, die, die It might stop the sorrow Taking tomorrow away Run from this shit bye, bye, bye, bye When my spirits are low No need to borrow day How about I just die, die, die, die It might stop the sorrow Taking tomorrow away How about I just die Inside I just cry Fuck that shit Let's get off All this shit 'bout Tech is soft Exit cross, how could you not respect the sauce Take your time after time when you come for me Spit your swine at my rhyme for everyone to see You don't even need a mouth Hit me with the keys of deceit and I'm bleeding out So this is the heated route Been feeling defeated when reading conceited doubt But you can't fold up, Strange Music soldier I thought I told ya my 'bows are like boulders I made ya but I'll fade ya, 'cause of hater behavior The savior awaits ya, you traitor, I'll break ya Talking 'bout when I bust, I spit Like when I crushed my zit I am a legend, I'm 20 minus 11 Here come the seven after what's my six When you cuss my script on the media Talkin' 'bout I rushed my shit I'm telling you kcid ym kcus bitch How about I just die, die, die, die Die, die, die, die Die, die, die, die Die, die, die, die ENTERFEAR is here bitch Aus Songtexte Mania