Merrimac, NAMELESS1 - CTRL CULT DLT

Coming up I couldn't afford a meal
Had to get a piece so I could get it piecemeal
Police come around
Fam's security detail
Learn to keep the trap shut
Securing the retail
And the steel would give me zero sum power
Steal away your bills and give you gunpowder
The richest ones I knew couldn't pay for lack
So pushed a Lincoln
Pockets full of lint ain't have two cents
I wasn't thinking
Still keep one eye open even when I'm blinking
Couldn't get an ounce of sleep no not a wink in
But I'm assuming you ain't tune in
For my dirt dissertations
I'm including this so you know I been through
Worse situations

I know you better than you know yourself
Accept it
I still played in this game of spades
With cards I was dealt with
Couldn't trade my God heart
For blood diamonds that's for Jokers
Instead I spent my time
Coal mining with the smokers
Control
Cult
Delete
The colt controlled my soul
Purpose was to eat

I was born in the deep end
Others was born shallow
Didn't know how to swim
Had to learn how to paddle
No one gave me a free ride
I didn't have a saddle
And the roads I had travelled on
Was always so narrow
So when the Gods came to me
With a deal I had to take it
When you lodging in the dodge
It ain't no other way to make it
Times was too hard
Whiplashed from back clocking
I kept a six pack so it
Shouldn't be that shocking

I know you better than you know yourself
Accept it
I still played in this game of spades
With cards I was dealt with
Couldn't trade my God heart
For blood diamonds that's for Jokers
Instead I spent my time
Coal mining with the smokers
Control
Cult
Delete
The colt controlled my soul
Purpose was to eat

Written by:
Jasante Howard

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