[Intro: Tha God Fahim]
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[Verse: Tha God Fahim]
I never suffer for my own regrets
The sorrows of a samurai's only stress
When I write poetry, it's only blessed
You give love, and you start to get less
Make me wanna rip the heart out my chest
Keep a Tec in the denim
It's like we're bein' raised in Gehenom
But that's just another page in the venom
My n***as gotta improve
'Cause we was cursed by the science of Yakub
Look at the chemicals they put in our food
Beware of the passage you choose
We drop jewels, but still break rules
You can't judge the cartoon
In the Trump era, I expect to see more dark soon
I need another page to begin, another page for a sin
Ayo, we livin' in the times of the end
It got me cautious, don't know who to befriend
The truth is: your soul will be steady roamin'
And we're all gonna die cold and lonely
I could be the one to send you to your dead homies
Killed the n***a over respect, not the bread, homie
Head leanin' towards a scam
Knowin' the catacomb as my hourglass transfers sand
Tap my palm for the contraband
BoA where I stash the bands
Pop the can [?]
You would think I manufactured a beverage
My rhymes is like hip-hop relics
Your rhymes is like hip-hop headaches
Deliver bullets like FedEx from the SS
The soothsayer got a message
To give you [?] abyss you been lost in
I had to take a trip to Boston
To get away from all the guns that we was tossin'
The ice that I be flossin' - I gotta watch my blind side
'Cause n***as, man...
Ain't right
[Outro: Sample]
The perfect blossom is a rare thing
You could spend your life looking for one, and it would not be a wasted life

Who sent those men to kill you?

I'm writing a poem about a dream I had
The tiger's eyes are like my own, but he comes from across a deep and troubled sea