Ill Leet - Pain to Perfection

Run that bag, Torreto!
Ill Leet, ah
Feel like charcoal, I been blazin'
Used to have a dark soul, now I feel amazin'
Livin' by a barcode, got you slavin'
Florida boy, heart of gold, and I brought the wave in
I just sing, yeah, but in silence
Martin, I'm a King, I ain't really with the violence
I just do my thing, man, I been tryin'
I'm a human being and I know I'm slowly dyin'
I got sick as hell, dawg, I been hurtin'
Everyday, I'm either taking pills, or with nurses
I can't find a day to chill, plus it ain't worth it
Lately, I been either paying bills, or I'm workin'
Or I'm out in nature, prolly baskin'
Either eatin' straight pure, or I'm prolly fastin'
Call a chiropractor, I beat her back in
Where is the contractor? I'ma need a backend
Lookin' to the Heaven's askin' "why?"
I'on know
Prolly why I'm steady gettin' high,
I be low
You can't e'en look me in my eye, 'cause you'll fold
Wonder why I always keep my fye? 'Cause it's cold, man
What do I do? Man, I been searchin'
What do I say? Damn, It ain't workin'
How should I move? Know they been lurkin'
Nigga, which way? I've been uncertain
I'm losing my cool, Lord, I've been hurtin'
I've been in pain, do I deserve it?
What do I do to make this shit worth it?
I'll be okay, it's already perfect
I'm conceited, so I brag sometimes
Showin' off the shit I never needed, tryna advertise
Still over here begging and I'm pleading, like I'm agonized
Even got the lady of my dreams and I ain't satisfied
Like, what the fuck is wrong with me?
I never wanted this
Do her dirty, but I walk around like I'm the one and shit
Ain't no point in fighting, gotta take what ever come with it
I'm looking at my life and everything I've ever done with it
See, I been through a lot, and now…
I'm sufferin'
Always tried to walk around and act like it was nothin'
Guess that shit and karma finally did some catching up, then
Give this shit my all, I can't go back to havin' nothin'
I'm on the move, I just been workin'
No time to play, why? This shit urgent
I just can't lose, whole different person
Makin' a way, I got tired of searchin'
Now I'm that dude, just like a surfer
Ridin' the wave, yea, cowabunga
You betta move, make like inertia
Get out the way, I don't wanna hurt ya

Written by:
Khalid Yazid

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