Everyday the same so i struggle to stay inspired, Walkin these fine lines that are made outta razor wire, falling in rings of fire my Achilles heel, games of chess I play with death like my life the seventh seal. Sharing my trials, i rarley triumph, rhymes not for the clubs, cept maybe the 27, still thinking I'll die young with people puttin prices on my head like its trigun, darkening my lungs, I buzz like saws, stuck tryna keep my head above the mire of the mud, cut wires in my jaw so mouth no longer shut, i know every way to skin a cat cuz i always have to get back my tounge and so i Talk to myself cuz I rarley hear my voice, killing my joy! I'm paranoid, Antisocial and scitzoid with that metal kept on me like metroid! wake up next to your bitch and hit her with my wood like hacksaw jim dugin, i rap raw, rappers get runnin, i blasg off, head hunting, been gunnin, been stuntin like cky- TOO MANY RAPPERS BE CIA, never see CRIMEZ! LIVIN LIFE LIKE A BLOCK-BUSTER, WONDERING WHAT IS THE RUN-TIME? Cuttin out rappers organs then giving to sick kids, giving to the poor, stealing from the rich, im an anti hero; my sides constantly switch. Personality disorder, distorted, I-I glitch. Living corpse, watch me reanimate, Assassination class in session, you have an f in so grab a weapon, your assignment is to find a way to finally kill me like im Koro sensei, never been normal; im insane, i am zorro with a blade, im the orgami killer with the heavy rain, flooding the market with the hardest songs ever made! Flowin calm and collected Tendecy for reckless speak, i never leave the house without a mouth guard, realities an episode of South Park, every day I die like Kenny mccormic, Tryna keep composed while i decompose, i was born an old soul, skinny ectomorphic skin and bones, got no spoons to feed, just forks in the road, i chew concrete, molten rocks in my throat, Capricorn, was born to be goat; got that Summer time sadness, stuck in a snow storm, im colder than cold War, go to war with these clones
Everyone in my life ive let down, Havent amounted to shit so nobody Countin on me, ive been drowin in dreams, im wasted potential, im cannon fodder, from the bottom i feed. Jumping bullet trains and playing frogger when i cross the street, exhausted of these options, theres nothin i want to be. I just rap to keep the mind busy,
One of the best song arranges that I heard in my life!
Big up Koma and Bones!
Best remix!!
Nu Skool breaks classic…I remember that rolling bass line after the initial breakdown was as FRESH as it gets in 2001-2002! Cutting edge…
Still badass. Hauntingly beautiful.
Tune,....both mixes are tight.....
Tune. Luv the the original tooo....lush
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Everyday the same so i struggle to stay inspired, Walkin these fine lines that are made outta razor wire, falling in rings of fire my Achilles heel, games of chess I play with death like my life the seventh seal.
Sharing my trials, i rarley triumph, rhymes not for the clubs, cept maybe the 27, still thinking I'll die young with people puttin prices on my head like its trigun, darkening my lungs, I buzz like saws, stuck tryna keep my head above the mire of the mud, cut wires in my jaw so mouth no longer shut, i know every way to skin a cat cuz i always have to get back my tounge and so i
Talk to myself cuz I rarley hear my voice, killing my joy! I'm paranoid, Antisocial and scitzoid with that metal kept on me like metroid! wake up next to your bitch and hit her with my wood like hacksaw jim dugin, i rap raw, rappers get runnin, i blasg off, head hunting, been gunnin, been stuntin like cky- TOO MANY RAPPERS BE CIA, never see CRIMEZ! LIVIN LIFE LIKE A BLOCK-BUSTER, WONDERING WHAT IS THE RUN-TIME? Cuttin out rappers organs then giving to sick kids, giving to the poor, stealing from the rich, im an anti hero; my sides constantly switch. Personality disorder, distorted, I-I glitch. Living corpse, watch me reanimate,
Assassination class in session, you have an f in so grab a weapon, your assignment is to find a way to finally kill me like im Koro sensei, never been normal; im insane, i am zorro with a blade, im the orgami killer with the heavy rain, flooding the market with the hardest songs ever made! Flowin calm and collected Tendecy for reckless speak, i never leave the house without a mouth guard, realities an episode of South Park, every day I die like Kenny mccormic,
Tryna keep composed while i decompose, i was born an old soul, skinny ectomorphic skin and bones, got no spoons to feed, just forks in the road, i chew concrete, molten rocks in my throat, Capricorn, was born to be goat; got that Summer time sadness, stuck in a snow storm, im colder than cold War, go to war with these clones
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Everyone in my life ive let down, Havent amounted to shit so nobody Countin on me, ive been drowin in dreams, im wasted potential, im cannon fodder, from the bottom i feed. Jumping bullet trains and playing frogger when i cross the street, exhausted of these options, theres nothin i want to be. I just rap to keep the mind busy,
Were all guilty of that, dont feel alone...keep up and shake and break. Not done yet. God bless. Tony
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