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The hollow sound is ringing where your heart used to be

Have you found that your admiration will never set you free?

Get your life prepared, you’re next in line for judgment day, now

Are you praying? Are you begging? That you’re anyone else?

Guess who it is? It’s the best in the biz

Never be alert 'cause they checking for they kids

And I sing, yeah, bam, just doing what I do

I’m bored with your games; I suggest you get a clue

Yeah, it’s like they never knew, that I spit it so precise

Bet that I’m all up in their head like lice

I’ll never take it back, I ain’t taking your advice

Then they know what I mean, motherfucker cause I’m nice enough

Yeah, well I got what you need

And it might sound conceded

But I know that you can see that

You fuckin with Ruxin, I’m way out of your league

I ain’t messing with you scrubs, yeah, that’s word to Dr. Reid, enough

So close, motherfucker I can taste it

Ya’ll don’t see the vision

You should get some lasic

Feeling so good, you can say I’m on that mace shit

It came from the heart, so that’s why I had to pace it

It pays to have your name (your name)

Scattered on the lips of the young

And now you claim (you claim)

That it’s you on the tips of their tongue

And if you’re proud of what you had to kill

To get your thrill, well

I bet it stings to give up everything

And realize that they don’t want you!

It’s a lonely road where the

Forgotten go, where your, misery finds its company (woah)

It’s a long way down to the, sacred ground

Where the, reapers playing for peace!

I don’t play, something like a mascot

And I focus, treat me like an ascot

Coming' for your neck, yeah

Coming for respect

I ain’t fuckin with your crew

Got jokers like a deck

What the fuck do you expect?

For me to just reason

While you decline

Doing circles like a rewind

I sat back, motherfucker call that recline

Pay the cost to be the boss

There’s no such thing as free time

Yeah, if you think then take a seat

But instead ill make a beat

That’s the way I’m making heat

And I hit the ground running; you’d probably break your feet

And I’m coming for the fame

Motherfucker watch me skeet, and um

I remember, when they didn’t need me

Now they wouldn’t dare try to leave me

And you know they kid is spitting ruthless like Compton in the 80's

Right now, rap gang, boy this shit is so easy

Good to have your name (your name)

Scattered on the lips of the young

And now you claim (you claim)

That it’s you on the tips of their tongue

And if you’re proud of what you had to kill

To get your thrill, well

I bet it stinks to give up everything

And realize that they don’t want you!

It’s a lonely road where the

Forgotten go, where your, misery finds its company (woah)

It’s a long way down to the, sacred ground

Where the, reapers playing for peace!

Lonely road where the

Forgotten go, where your, misery finds its company (woah)

It’s a long way down to the, sacred ground

Where the, reapers playing for peace!

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