I'm under lamplight thinking bout my life again,
My life of sin, and how I did my ex-wife in,
Now this bottle of gin, got me sick to the stomach,
See the cover of the Source, a nigga saying "fuck it",
As I dream of paparazzi chasing me,
Really all I see is my pops and he facing me,
Nigga waitin patiently, I'm looking flagrantly,
Into his eyes and seeing into vacancy,
Cold palms clutch cash trying to buy my soul,
2 Titans clash till the end of woe,
So I let of Mother Mary and Jesus Christ,
All I hear now is terrible noise,
I'm terribly poised, standin with my boys as troops,
Met the Serpent, ate the fruit, tell me what is the truth?
Cuz all my enemies now are under my boot,
But I wear Chucks, nigga, so they under my shoe,
What you gon' do, when HK rip the microphone,
Take your bitch ass crew home, and leave the mic alone,
We on top of shit, King Midas shit,
Everything we touch is gold, so you know you buying it,
Everything you touch is coal, so who lighting it?
Ever since you sold your soul, so why you lyin kid?
Genius spark from my lyrical fire,
Hip hop is like the Phoenix, resurrected from the pyre
[Eddiebingo:]
I stare at the horizon, squintin at the skyline,
Look into my iris for a glimpse inside my mind,
As a child I was blind, so I never shined,
A dusty music box to brush off and rewind,
I left it all behind, my dreams I had to find,
I thought they had arrived on Japan Airlines,
Ended up in Tokyo, but without the peace of mind,
Don't you know that I went home without a dime, now,
Walking under street lights, been up for 3 nights,
Straight, staring at the screen, don't sleep cuz I scream,
In my dreams, I can't be heard or seen, when I wake,
I make my way throught snakes and fakes,
Could be shot any day, it's a risk that I take,
Could be robbed, my possessions taken away,
A second time, but you're asinine to think, that you
Could pry away my rhyme book, it's attached to the spine,
But the world's a cold place, a cliff snow face,
It's up to me to scale it, with no support or brace,
Or melt it to the ground, til it cascades around, so I,
Bring the torch in the form of vocal sound,
I breathe fire like a dragon, Medieval,
Engulfed in your armor like a knight when I heat you,
Glass pane dudes, I shatter you, you see-through,
Cannibal, dammit, fool, can't you see I'll eat you?
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