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Give Up The Ghost
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I’m tired of smoking, sick of liquor/ the euphoria fades when in the morning I am sicker/ and I allow my vices priceless pain triggers/ in my mind I’m Goliath but to you I’m just a nigga/ and I wonder how you figure/ I got commandments to deliver/ beware of every snake/ they might seem pretty when they slither/ beware of every truth there’s no advisory sticker/ beware of every pussy/ check it out before you lick her, my nigga/ HERE I STAND PRIDE IN HAND RAISE YOUR GLASS, TOAST/ EMPTY SPEECHES AMONG THE LEECHES I’LL NO LONGER HOST/ I’M BOUT TO GIVE UP THE GHOST/ I aint Ricky, I aint Drizzy/ I aint Weezy, I aint Yeezy/ I aint Def, Kweli or Common/ Dipset, D-Block, Busta Rhymes/ I’m no crip, blood, latin king/ or Luther Vandross when I sing/ but I got fire blazing hotter than hell/ I am fuckin amazing/ and I could care less if you ride/ burn your casket when you die/ I’m on your monument pissing/ I got all the shit you been missing/ hold my head up, I am strong/ use it for another song/ to teach my people you can beat/ every burden you release/ HERE I STAND PRIDE IN HAND RAISE YOUR GLASS, TOAST/ EMPTY SPEECHES AMONG THE LEECHES I’LL NO LONGER HOST/ I’M BOUT TO GIVE UP THE GHOST
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The IZM. Newark, New Jersey
In 2005, a dream surfaced. 6 years later, it finally came to fruition. New Jersey. Producer. Songwriter. Best friend. Lover. God lover.
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