special track man looking forward to seeing the vide mate

always end up back here at this track! rest easy sir !

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tpB_YU3WESM&app=desktop

Lyrics Below:

Goodbye, maybe I'm too young to die
Maybe I should reconsider paths that I abided by,
Tears trickle in reflection but a silent cry
Muted by the mula in the club my brothers ride for I
Eye-see, the eyesight when my eyes bleed
Smile of a broken soul its colder, call it icy
It might be, just a message, everlasting essence
Fighters in a ring of life enticing boxing for her presence
I'm sorry for the jealousy inflicted
I love you but I let you go, despite for my addictions
But your attention is the root to my success 
Just imagine all the stress all in my mind its been depicted
Encryption, hieroglyphics underlined specifics 
Sphinxes tell me welcome to the afterlife and call me gifted
But its nothing now I'm visioning a life of wisdom
Trickery and triggers, see the sickest beats and plead forgiveness
I'm sorry Dad, I'm never there for you,
Women don't deserve the truth, I'm sorry I compare your youth
Experimenting, pills and poison with my soul fermenting
Shaking from the white I'm sniffing nights and redefine demented
Maybe I just need some time to settle down, 
Unemployment coiled and my flaws is all I'm dreading now
Her petals drown, I see my rose float in dark puddles
Mother is a word that she connotes, I let her son suffer
This is my last supper
Blood drips fluently trickling fluid thinking of past summers
Never dare say my black brothers, we're all human barricaded by politicians that lack colour
Opinionated, these debates are just insinuations
Made by money motivated suits extenuating statements
And that's the reason I can't make it in this industry
Expensive videos and all this money burns in infamy
Oh well, I see my clientele are all surviving well
While I rebel and hide Labelle, the labels made of tyrants hell,
I'm grinding while the giants sell, the highest, most are biased,
No surprises tell the wisest that I'm writhing let the violence swell
All my city ever did was have a little faith, 
Independence day was taken from us in a twist of fate
Whisper in the wind the willow phantoms dance to keep me straight
In sweet romance, we had a chance but votes were buried Triple H
Hierarchy, hundred heinous pagans such malarkey
Touch of essence blaming parties, straining, stress the federali
So awakened, lucid dreaming grazed in sacred scarring
Praying for the day I see my son be one success and charming
I am so amazed that plates of food are bargained
People starving, loading up on heroin for selling garments
I embark on larger quests to test the human parts and
Dominate, no competition, rappers crumble in my targets, sweet departures
They won't ever let their guard down
Half of them depressed from drinking vodka in some large amounts
All these bottles don't mean anything they're barred rounds
Parred for bar mirages, I charge and summon dark clouds
I'm sorry for depression, I'm sorry Macc for never holding back increasing pressure
I know I need you as a friend and brother, I resent it
Everything I did for us and then I went and left it 
I'm sorry Subz, I know we're all in this together
Hoping I could be so clever, you are still with me forever 
I'm sorry Danny, wishing I could sit and listen
Taking information on your wisdom, free me from my prison 
I'm sorry Jacqui, all the jealousy
I love you as a friend I'll keep it strong for all eternity
I'm sorry Mickey for the times I wasn't working
I was trying to get my life back before I pulled the curtain
I'm sorry Sami, social awkwardness
Proud, Fahad and Eyebee, Dan and Dre
Chinga, Haitch, Skyy , Johnny, Ransom talking all of us
Blaze, Mitchell, make no mistake, we make accomplishments
AB, LC, rappers in omnibus
I'm taking every one of my team, they're all astonishing
I'm sorry for your time in me invested
I pray you all forgive me as I write my final testament

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