In Life I Will... [Draft #2] [Final]

[MΔя†ïÅN]

The words of the Prophet
It's either Nas or me
I got people asking their own doctor
What's wrong with me

Spirits haunting, they on to me
You only see this on T.V
Rap's blissing sound missing
Put the face on the milk carton please

Walk 'round with a handful
Of Recess Piece and my Jesus piece
Enjoying the breeze, Jordan's crease
But screw it, they'll just re-release

What you need to be, is ready B
Best stay on your guard
Going hard, raising the bar
Damn, my flow is off the charts

R.I.P Capital STEEZ
It's so hard to say goodbye
But I think it's about time
To finally open my third eye

Tryna use morphine
Only attracts more more fiends
Need to double my luck
I guess that makes fourteen

All those other people try to do
Is smoke more green
Tell me, does a pool full of liquor
Have chlorine?

We got no rights
So I threw out my left brain
Cross the galaxy with a spaceship
Then transfer to the F train