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Yeah, Is it bad that I wonder why I′m alive
If heaven sent for me, then let thunder just hit the sky
Me and my symphony face hunger; Its sanctified
Who gone pass the wisdom
Is it bad that I wonder why I'm alive
If heaven sent for me, then let thunder just hit the sky
Me and my symphony face hunger; Its sanctified
Who gone pass the wisdom


Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Back in this bitch like I left some
Blacken this list; All these niggas is dead, ugh
Get it fucking shaking my legs numb
World in my palms, never focused
The next one; Vexed one
Yeah, I came to collect some; I got my needs
Focus gotta focus, my practice is what I preach
Staying out the wound the blood is what they leach
Everyone knows everyone, the feeling ain real
That′s why I find time, escaping the Georgia peach
Scraping up the grain, each sand is what I eat
Enough to fill the pot, bring heat
The Glass Beach
To each my hands reach
Why rebuttal my last speech
Talking back to the prophet, you was following last week
Out here swallowing spit, how you think you surpass me
I been had the codes, I been moving don't ask me
Try to harass me
Moving, I'm blacking
Put this shit up in black ink
Rippin the canvas
Got my shit out the last wing
Embedded in wax
How could I be the sUn
If it always sending me... back
Back
Back

Is it bad that I wonder why I′m alive
If heaven sent for me, then let thunder just hit the sky
Me and my symphony face hunger; Its sanctified
Who gone pass the wisdom
Is it bad that I wonder why I′m alive
If heaven sent for me, then let thunder just hit the sky
Me and my symphony face hunger; Its sanctified


But I battle demons on aa daily ain shit change
But these wrist pains, gotta move with eclipse aim
Gotta lich bane, get it lit in the mid lane
You a shit stain, wash away with aa rinse bang
Why you always talking this shit, lame
Fuck fame, all I ever knew was a tough game
Fuck fame, all I ever wanted was aa dollar
Yeah
Working while I'm cooking, yeah welcome to benihanas
How you bark a lot? But ain make it off the collar
How you working hard? But ain getting any farther
Son the whole game, now I′m lookin like the father
Splat ya whole brain; Never mattered, I ain bothered
Mind came from pain, So I taught it how to slaughter
Words full of bane, gotta hit you where it bother
Ugh