Don Dill - Left for Dead

If the prophecy's unfilled
It's the prodigy young dill
While they drowning in they doubt
Hit the lottery
I was down for the count could you pardon me
Found my crown in a pound of the collard greens
All around they were dropping right next to me
Found my sound now I'm bound its a part of me
I'm just tryna collect in calamity
They couldn't collect wit a Charity
How they call to demand my respect
And collect what is left of my sanity
God I respect but I question your plan to see
Doing my best but u damn all the best of us
Taking his breath and I couldn't expect
Down in the depths I been coping and hoping
Heart skip a step step cause it coulda been me
Open your eyes and you see that we chosen
I speak for the ones who can no longer speak

Don't throw away what you were destined to be
Like the rest
And regret it
I'm being direct and they still gone neglect it
If living is working I cannot accept it
I'm livid I'm burning I'm bound to implode
back on the wall I got nowhere to go
my vision is true so I'm bound to this road
J ready told em the world was too cold
I seem to forget when it seem to unload
Left me for dead and
You did me dead wrong
Ain't have nobody to lean on or call
Had to crawl out the hell in my head to evolve
When I fell passed the bottom lost grips thoughts
Know the road up ahead is embedded wit storms
Dede don't worry this summer'ell
Be warm

J ready told em the world was too cold
I seem to forget when it 2 seam unfold
Left me for dead and
You did me dead wrong
Ain't have nobody to lean on or call
Had to crawl out the hell in my head to evolve
When I fell passed the bottom lost grips thoughts
Kno the road up ahead is embedded wit storms
Dede don't worry this summer'ell
Be warm

Written by:
Dillon Johnson

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