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Lyrical Suicide
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J Dilla
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Yeah Check I had to kill him, I had to kill him I accidentally pulled the trigger I accidentally pulled the trigger My n***a was a hell of a n***a He the reason I call him my cell brother, n***a Not to mention he recommended that bottle of Henny He the reason why I'm living off a sock full of pennies Everywhere I broke bread he was crumbling with me Taking liquor to the head He was stumbling with me We was cool since the womb and would chill after school Our mothers used to be at work until six in the afternoon One day he left a piece of paper with me He said go to this site if you want to see some titties At only twelve titties sounded even more than tempting Pornography turned out to be even more than addicting No need to tell my family they'll just look at me different Kinda like how porn stars had me looking at women So disrespectful But my n***a ha d a flock of women Surprised he ain't end up with a flock of children I tried to be like the homie but I was catching feelings I'll pass it only last like eleven minutes Unless Im in it You know know how they say Birds of a feather They fly together But n***a we can't die together (uh) My n***a we can't die together You know know how they say Birds of a feather They fly together My n***a we can't fly forever My n***a we can't fly forever (uh) (Phone Dialing) (Phone Ringing) Hello? Hey come pick me up man Why whats up? I just need to ride somewhere It's something I gotta do I should've never listened to him mayne We was brother grew up on the same movies mayne A small city we shared the same cooties mayne Smoked with me we rolled the same doobies mayne Wouldn't believe how this n***a tried to do me mayne He claimed his pistol would hiccup. Me in the back of his pickup if I ain't put him on the mixtape And I ain't put him on the mixtape I told him I only put the good ones on the mixtape Don't try my life son I been a ill tempered n***a all my life son A dark soul just living under the light son You think you fly? You need to catch another flight son I'll load the nine I'll never make it if you still breathing It's still season to kill people that hinder the will Even if they just a reflection of yourself Or could it be that I've turned into someone else Go get who need to get got Before you get shot Before you get shot Before you get shot I load up my Glock then roll up yo block Tick tock Tick Tock Aye you got it loaded right? Man I don't know I ain't never did this before What you mean you ain't never- My n***a you got it? I think so Wait here it is Uh- (Gunshot) You know know how they say Birds of a feather They fly together But n***a we can't die together (uh) My n***a we can't die together You know know how they say Birds of a feather They fly together My n***a we can't fly forever My n***a we can't fly forever (uh) I remember you would kill for the fame You would kill for the fame Then I turned around and did the same thing Turned around and did the same thing man Does that make me like you Am I just like you? Am I..
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