Frylock - B.I.G (Ion Wannabe)

I'm insane when I hit the flow[00:20.81]No questions, boy double cock the glock before we exit[00:24.07]Bruce Wayne way I get the dough, count your blessings[00:26.66]Finger gettin' itchy when hit with the stress[00:28.77]I'm goin' so fuckin' crazy[00:30.55]Take a look, take a look[00:31.70]At the type of man that you made me[00:34.02]One day I'll feel chill, free, and amazing[00:36.03]Until the next, the same fucker gon hate me[00:39.21]Why must I crawl all the time?[00:40.65]I'm sequencing elaborate rhymes while I'm plastered and cryin'[00:43.62]To find guidance, sometimes I would look to Orion[00:46.10]But I'll never be sung by the sirens[00:47.89]My entire life I've been searchin' for somethin' that's false[00:50.85]No I couldn't be son of Poseidon[00:53.03]Always gettin' bashed by a mothafucka sayin' be the boss[00:55.71]I got smoke, say I don't and I'd be lyin[00:58.61]And that's just not me[00:59.90]I don't wanna be a B I G[01:01.88]I'm just searchin' for somethin' that could come and let me free[01:05.30]No matter how great it seems[01:07.05]I ain't made for the NYC[01:09.49]I'm the type of guy to say that shit's just too pricey[01:11.93]And when you look me right in the iris[01:14.39]Eyes locked and the picture, ain't what it seems[01:16.73]You're lookin' in the eyes of a dead man walkin'[01:19.15]From the crypt for you to lay me in my coffin[01:20.90]Feels like I've been gettin' stalked by my shadow[01:22.73]And the rustling been triggerin' endorphins[01:24.53]Lookin' over my shoulders so cautious[01:26.92]Type of shit to bring a race to a halt[01:28.77]Why blame when everythings my fault[01:30.37]Damn it, I'm such a dolt who so badly wants to be the hoss[01:33.56]But this shit I seen don't mean I get the bigger picture[01:36.51]I've been out here gettin' sifted through the mincer[01:38.62]Still my ego survived[01:40.58]Every time that I open my mouth, got these demons that hijack my[01:43.87]Synapse and leech off my mind[01:46.29]How can I prove I'm alive if the alternative is to die[01:49.53]Now surrounded by lines, What a picture,[01:51.70]Maybe take one dancin' on my grave and then tell it for a million online[01:56.13]And that's just not me[01:57.57]I don't wanna be a B I G[01:59.61]I'm just searchin' for somethin' that could come and let me free[02:03.00]No matter how great it seems[02:04.78]I ain't made for the NYC[02:07.09]I'm the type of guy to say that shit's just too pricey[02:09.50]And when you look me right in the iris[02:12.13]Eyes locked and the picture, ain't what it seems

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Lane DesHotels

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