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Resurrection

 

Resurrection

(album: LMR (Losing My Religion) - 2014)


I check the pulse then I resuscitated
Loss of consciousness confused for hyperventilatin
Barely breathin while receivin heart palpitations
I tried to bring it back alive to revive the patient

But a nigga don't think about much though
A nigga don't think about much though [2x]
I said, uhh
A nigga don' t think about much though [3x]

Ah came in with a motherfucking attitude
Do I really gotta say the way a motherfucker feeling
I'm a villain tryna make a fucking killing Imma get it
Lord willing as I pass these margins, and
Pass these bars in between these pages
Paint a picture of pain for the people to proposition with a
Confidence for my competition they're gonna need that
Ten years from now bet a nigga supercede that
Never seen that, tell me where the trees at
Motherfuck that, nigga tell me where the green at
Two lullabies still broke can't believe that
So stressed out gotta go and get a weed sack
Get a cigarillo and roll it up my nigga ease back
Feel the wind breeze we under the weeping willow
From adoration of fortunes of war to cover up poor shit
For astronomical portions from Maseratis to Porsches
To realize that nigga gorgeous, time is flawless
This is just a reminder my nigga
I can't listen 'bout material living back in there starving like
You moving for designer my nigga please
The incite that I write is ridiculous
Receive it in your mind, it's a blessing I was given though our
Masses that was really from a nigga that was living with some
Suicidal tendencies running wrecking religion I
Try to goes in, and my flows off
Pay attention when a motherfucker rapping all eyes on me
Don't motherfucking doze off, 'fore a motherfucker goes off
I'll be acting like a motherfucking show off
Imma sell a million records that's a motherfucking fact
Looking back like a motherfucker told y'all
Looking back like a motherfucker told y'all oh lord

I proceed to take a deep breath
Placin passion with my lyrics tryna keep people impressed
Drippin blood in my ink to let you know the pain is real
And there's the long list of emotions that I'll probably never feel
Drippin blood in my ink to let you know the pain is real
And there's the long list of emotions that I'll probably never feel [2x]
Fill my cup run it forward til that muthafucka spill AH

But a nigga don't think about much though
A nigga don't think about much though [2x]
I said, uhh
A nigga don' t think about much though [3x]

I came back with a brand new outlook
I'm just, letting my pain get exposed on a page at ridiculous speeds
The fastest of rappers that you've never seen
Angelic technical constantly deemed
Realizing this life isn't all that it seems that you
See in your mind while envisioning dreams
You picture pristine, a perfect serene
As a person my purpose is murdering mind
Head off of pole illegitimate lines
Soliloquies written I've hidden in rhymes
I'm offering poetry looking for signs
I'll make it I swear bitch just give me some time [3x]
Don't say shit to me bitch I'm losing my mind

Stop, can a young nigga come with a flow so dumb
Like a semi-automatic tell a feeling let 'em have it
Point it at your demographic I cause
Panic and havoc this bar very jurassic
Velociraptor of rap is running the game down
Placing talons in your backbone
Rhymes hot enough to change a pussy nigga melanome
Cancerous too much for you consumer call it melanoma
Mesmerized by the size of the thighs on Malona
Somebody call Panbrick
I understand that my life is in ruins and shambles
My flame has gone out like a wick on a candle
My soul has been gaveled my mind has been trampled
The pressure is mauling me it's too much to handle
To put out a song is like giving my soul
Creative control is the glorious goal

I proceed to take a deep breath
Placin passion with my lyrics tryna keep people impressed
Drippin blood in my ink to let you know the pain is real
And there's the long list of emotions that I'll probably never feel
Drippin blood in my ink to let you know the pain is real
And there's the long list of emotions that I'll probably never feel [2x]
Fill my cup run it forward til that muthafucka spill AH

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