LYRICS : L CAPPO BEAT: OneSeVeN 2022 - FOR CAMARILLA PRODUCTIONS® im outa options putting what i wanted to share with those close to me suppose to be LETS GET IT say a toast cos i thought they all cared what an error ive made yo i missed this race didnt miss my last taste yo thats lucky cos i heard my competition had trained for days in the rain yea its this shit that would push me should be so hard to hate start to break but ending up always gettin mad chased then make it hard for the mu' fuckaz see my face gone without trace trust if im killed then its you that id haunt report then taunt you at any place same time but on a different day break you in half is what yall really wanna say too bad i drew the cirle with you then id run around cos i know you wanna take me out break me down fakin me out but your too loud an ya made ya mistake ima make your whole team all insane im taken down all ya names then id secure a replacement before this day is ageing release the beast from a cage an then son we'd switch it up yo now we all facing so who is who chasing like it was m'fuckin jason both in transition tickin all the boxes off stop the clock toc tic did you miss it before i go missing i warned you to listen this wouldve been less twisted as it is no ones winning back to acting wack again fuck this trap im wrapped in actual lack of attackin skills right back so yo you bet I will wind it back a little bit i couldnt fuckin hack it as the shortest kid no shit facts i ended up attatched to the smack but yo i own it tried hard to erase yo id gaze take the moment but i couldn't fuckin crush my components i hope its never noticed stressed i couldnt even open the thought alone makes me wanna choke with any poison thats potent the bitch just left me feelin like i was in a zone on my own beaten up with 6 head blows just let it go yo im black an blue cos im gettin hit by this wickedest witch its this place every fear first began nearly dismantled left without a damn vision all i get is criticism an this is cos i didnt handle shit buckled yeah it sucks that i didnt battle this didnt know to fuckin tackle shit reminising it was lonely now some time has passed still i cant properly see cos i want an yeah i wanna stay free stop an then i leave open up the page cos i need the transparency yall can watch as i bleed my ink see me scribble fast as i think like a tat watch me patch up my arm before it tears apart like a US Marine back in vietnam all ya need now is half the chance to avoid a fuckin faceplant getting smothered from the very start an i found it mad hard my nerves would murk assume id come to terms then pass but im acustom to fuckin up feelin like i only ever come last made my decision now i had to live with when i choose what i had to prove its a mistake to be hella fake id rather have passed then be seen like im imitating i struggle with illustrating my illustrations gettin entertaining an my word play hits the grade A my mind stained an so easily this picture im painting losin my patience its vacant if i couldn't break in to the surgical suite then administor myself some fentinyl or anaesthesia just enough to mask it up it got hard as fuck wish i had yo half the luck to start this up plus id harden the fuck nervous wreck so pass us the blunt thats why my anxiety is lasting in us been passed as a heartless bastard an it left me straight asking but my answers got stuck deep in my head i must dig within the only way it is then remove an cut im living proof the shit sits back sucks my strength i cant relax with only half the facts i cant master or max once i was faster than that but thats the reason i was forced to lose and of course it led to where im forced to prove rap like the lord of refuse pushed pushed pushed pushed pushed to brink this is it this is where it all flips whether its russion roullete me or the ship that you left you better settle or sink up in the ocean no chance to rope in or drowning in your blood cos youve blown this bet like roullette went click but blew it through ya head