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(Verse 1 Lil Fungus) And I’m not sure why I’m infatuated with death My imagination is surely an aggravation of threats… Maybe cause I’m a dreamer, and sleep is the cousin of death Really stuck in the scheme of wondering when I’mma rest I be tossin’, enforcin’, my style is awesome I’m causin’ more Family Feuds than Richard Dawson And the survey said: “You’re dead.” Fatal Flying Guillotine chops off your f**kin’ head! Won’t cha…picture life as my wife, just think: Full length mink, fat X and O links Bracelets to match, conversation was all that Showed you the safe combinations and all that Guess you could say you’s the one I trusted… Who would ever think that you would spread like mustard? You say I’m rehabilitated but I still can’t vote You say I paid my debt but I still can’t vote Gotta pay taxes but I still can’t vote Come on dawg, y’all stay trying to keep a n***a broke He’s fallin’ apart, but we deny it Justifying that half-ass sh*t he dropped, we always buy it When he tell us he a genius, but it’s clearer lately It’s been hard for him to look into the mirror lately There was a time when this n***a was my hero, maybe That’s the reason why his fall from grace is hard to take ‘Cause I believed him when he said his sh*t was purer and he The type of n***a swear he real, but all around him’s fake: The women, the d**kriders, you know, the yes men Nobody with the balls to say somethin’ to contest him So he grows out of control Into the person that he truly was all along, it’s startin’ to show Damn, wonder what happened? Maybe it’s my fault for idolizing n***as Based off the words they be rappin’
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