Dead Lyrics

'You ain't gonna make it'
That's what all of 'em said
But now the tables have turned
Like this was Russian roulette
They said I gotta change my rhymes
If I wanted to trend
But I'ma be the way I am
Until the day that I'm dead

'You ain't gonna make it'
That's what all of 'em said
But now the tables have turned
Like this was Russian roulette
They said I gotta change my rhymes
If I wanted to trend
But I'ma be the way I am
Until the day that I'm dead

Nobody's better than me
Get them together and see
If they develop a beat
Or think as clever as me
But there are several different levels
Of the Devil in me
He took my body and my soul
So will I ever be free?
No
Blowing up like I was dolomite
Hold the mic
And wrote a tight verse
In which the flow is nice
I'm not a normal mortal
More toward a living poltergeist
Just thought I'd say in case
You're looking for a ghost to write
Man
Cause I've been drawing on my Ouija board
3 to 4 weeks go by
But still I'm needing more time
To prove that I'm much more
Than premature
Rhymes coming out of my mind
Like you ain't seen before
Uhh
So don't tempt me dog
I'll utilize every tool
That you sent me God
Then look upon other rappers
Who ain't get they props
People hating but they shake it off
Like M.J. Fox

'You ain't gonna make it'
That's what all of 'em said
But now the tables have turned
Like this was Russian roulette
They said I gotta change my rhymes
If I wanted to trend
But I'ma be the way I am
Until the day that I'm dead

'You ain't gonna make it' That's what all of 'em said
But now the tables have turned
Like this was Russian roulette
They said I gotta change my rhymes
If I wanted to trend
But I'ma be the way I am
Until the day that I'm dead

Like
Way way back, when I was nothing at all
I grinded every single day
To try to get where I want
But then I rose to the top
While you was hoping I fall
What kind of girlfriend is that?
You ain't help me at all
Bitch, uh
Yo I pushed through all the hardships
Now I bet you're pissed at all the shit
That I've accomplished
I bet you'll see me on your T.V
And you'll get astonished
Then tell your friends we had a thing
Before you went to college
Uhh
I'm going savage on this bitch
She's cannibalistic
Grabs it and twists it
You act like a bitch
And I'ma hand you the biscuit
She licks a thick dick
With a can of the lip stick
A sick prick
Like I'm back from the dead
Reciting every single lesson
I got stored in my head
I'm causing the mischief
Addicted to porn and meds
Man f*ck this life
I wanna be born again
Uh

'You ain't gonna make it'
That's what all of 'em said
But now the tables have turned
Like this was Russian roulette
They said I gotta change my rhymes
If I wanted to trend
But I'ma be the way I am
Until the day that I'm dead

'You ain't gonna make it'
That's what all of 'em said
But now the tables have turned
Like this was Russian roulette
They said I gotta change my rhymes
If I wanted to trend
But I'ma be the way I am
Until the day that I'm dead

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