Just Die? (Intro 1)

Why do I give so much to those

Who don't know what it takes to be I?

It takes so much focus, but they say

This lotus I grew should just die

Why do I read? My art is starting to bleed and receding, it's a lie

Even though I'm woke up, this so sucks

How 'bout my throat cut? (Chyeah)

Just a thought

Excuse me while I get this off

Tech is lost, read this, then accepted not

Gave the game this, 20 years of Strange shit

And I still retain this sick language I came with (Chyeah)

Tech has fallen, bitch, shut up (Shut up)

Death is calling, ****, what up? (What up?)

Your text is causing me to nut up

Crawling in the gutter, coughing by blood up (Rrr)

What if you found out you made me (Chyeah)

'Cause critics were driving me crazy (Chyeah)

This kinda thing shouldn't phase me

But it could be easier D-E-A-D (Chyeah)

Easier for me though

To another dimension and place we go

Wanna smother and weaken a Yates' ego

I'ma taste blood when I'd rather taste a cheeto or burrito

Life can be testing and stop in a hurry (Chyeah)

I'd be investing in stock then the jewelry (Chyeah)

Gives you the effing, not what you're expecting

When I chew a section, you cop and you bury (Chyeah)

I'd suppose, I'd die for those to buy the ode

And get the newer shit to fly, to throw

I give 'em cooler hits that I compose why the code

Dissing me and deny the flows

All the nay saying won't temp me (Chyeah)

And I ain't never been wimpy

But it's a thought when my tank is low and just about empty

How 'bout I just die, die, die, die?

It might stop this sorrow

Taking tomorrow away

Run from this shit bye bye bye bye!

When my spirits are low

No need to borrow a day

How 'bout I just die, die, die, die?

It might stop this sorrow

Taking tomorrow away

How bout I just die?

Inside I just cry

Fuck that shit

Let's get off all this shit 'bout tech is soft

Exit cross, how, could you not respect this sauce?

Take it time after time, when you come for me (Chyeah)

Spit your swine at my rhyme for everyone to see (Chyeah)

You don't even need a mouth

Hit me with the keys of deceit and I'm bleeded out

So this is the heated route

Been feeling defeated when reading, can see the doubt

But you can't fold a Strange Music soldier

I thought I told ya, my bows are like boulders (Chyeah)

I made ya (I made ya)

But I'll fade ya (I'll fade ya)

'Cause of hater (Hater)

Behavior (Behavior, chyeah)

The savior (Savior)

Awaits ya (Awaits ya)

You traitor (Traitor)

I'll break ya (Chyeah)

Talking 'bout when I bust, I spit, like when I crush my zit (Chyeah)

I am a legend, I'm twenty minus eleven

Here come the seven after what's my six

When you cuss my script on the media

Talking 'bout I rushed my shit

I'm telling you, bitch

How 'bout I just die, die, die, die?

(Die, die, die, die)

(Die, die, die, die)

(Die, die, die, die)

Enter

Fear

Is here

Bitch