could change everything a smile torn from the left behind it's a shame there's no rewind if i am hated at least i am not forgotten
frame, that's why I lose control I aim, I stumble and I fall Our adaptation can't be faithful Your world does not attract me This is the end you see
and I'm so sick and tired of Being forced to put suckers in their place You make me mad enough to punch you in the face But I'm not trying, so never sound
'bout that man The nigga the B.I.G. is high in flight like value jet You thinking about the B team 'cause my end is never met nigga Black man white
on tik that they ain?t paid yet, Spend their pay cheque In the west end on the weekend Got no money by the end of the weekend. But they don?t care cos
made yet Got a Benz on tick that they ain't paid yet Spend their paycheck in the West End on the weekend Got no money by the end of the weekend But
ain't like me to beg on my knees Oh, please, oh baby, please that's not how I'm doing things No, I'm not upset, no I'm not angry I know love is love
and I'm so sick and tired of Being forced to put suckers in their place You make me mad enough to punch you in the face But I'm not trying so never
feel, I'm real When it all happened I was in the lime light News, camera, gaven killer stamina Another year I'm here but forgotten Skin is rotting feeling
this thing called rhyme Freestyle, not great, but if you wait for a second I could write some shit down that could get a gold record Thought about not
burn it down, your forgotten ground The golden bough with a rope Lies there for you to climb, higher and higher But by this rope you can hang If you've forgotten
I cannot frame, that's why I lose control I aim, I stumble and I fall Our adaptation can't be faithful Your world does not attract me This is the end
I'm damned if I do and damned if I don't Holla f**k the world with my chest full of smoke I choke on my breakfast, the end of my necklace Say Dopehouse
, we'll wind up in the ocean She was sinking fast, I threw a rope Now I have suits and she has hope It seemed an elegant solution One day this must end
rope or gasoline By a knife, by a raiser or machine [Chorus] Suicide is in the air I can commit it everywhere Leave this world that is totally rotten Make sure I've nothing forgotten
wind up in the ocean. She was sinking fast I threw a rope Now I have suites And she has hope It seemed an elegant solution. One day this must end
Baby, baby, baby, we've been battling for days And I'm holding on to my rope's end 'cause maybe, honey, maybe Seems that's all you have to say and I'm
