Raydeo - Cousin Of Death
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Nope i’m dead inside
Rope has many ties
I’ve been choking
Since i was just five
If hip hop is dead i
Resurrect the shed of its
Life the rapper sacrifice
May you all succumb to
My vice words filled with
Appetite stomach down
The pain that i write been
Living off minimum wage
While my work ethic is
Overpriced heart driven
With sleepless nights day
Dreaming vanilla skies
Trainspotting my rotten
Mind projecting what hid
Inside but never mind yah
Never listen to the woken
Minds industry Inexplicably
Selling out the lies with a
Side of fries salt your thirst
Quench your pockets blind
Peekaboo clear the residue
That’s behind the eyes allow
Me to bizzare the ride been
On pharcyde running til i hit
That overdrive i’m bona fide
Robin hood robbing me the
Good’s rhyming as i should
With that six foot seven foot
And eight foot bunch cause i’m
Full with charisma swagger
Down pack killing all artificials
Original by the core place cement
In my initials too concrete ten toes
On both feet land marking every
Step I’ve proceed seeding the soil
There’s no recoil spitting on flow
Speed too op my opposition won’t
Approach me turn into murderer
Throwing these schemes no competitor
Can’t provoke thee studious maximus
I live and breathe this shit my lane be
Leaning it landlords be leasing quick
The tenants from my brain unleashing
Bits my psychoanalysis be off the geeky
Frits that heebie jeebie mix called up
Velma she liking my jinkie tip not minding
My kinkiness this sexual deviant i’m tired
My hands is tied i’m busting throughout
The lines this truth i speak is just mine
I be sad and crying cause the cousin of
Death has never lets me overslept saying
As of yet it’s not my time but
I’m dead inside
I’m dead inside
I’m dead inside
Inside inside
I’m dead inside
I’m dead inside
I’m dead inside
Inside inside
Rope has many ties
I’ve been choking
Since i was just five
If hip hop is dead i
Resurrect the shed of its
Life the rapper sacrifice
May you all succumb to
My vice words filled with
Appetite stomach down
The pain that i write been
Living off minimum wage
While my work ethic is
Overpriced heart driven
With sleepless nights day
Dreaming vanilla skies
Trainspotting my rotten
Mind projecting what hid
Inside but never mind yah
Never listen to the woken
Minds industry Inexplicably
Selling out the lies with a
Side of fries salt your thirst
Quench your pockets blind
Peekaboo clear the residue
That’s behind the eyes allow
Me to bizzare the ride been
On pharcyde running til i hit
That overdrive i’m bona fide
Robin hood robbing me the
Good’s rhyming as i should
With that six foot seven foot
And eight foot bunch cause i’m
Full with charisma swagger
Down pack killing all artificials
Original by the core place cement
In my initials too concrete ten toes
On both feet land marking every
Step I’ve proceed seeding the soil
There’s no recoil spitting on flow
Speed too op my opposition won’t
Approach me turn into murderer
Throwing these schemes no competitor
Can’t provoke thee studious maximus
I live and breathe this shit my lane be
Leaning it landlords be leasing quick
The tenants from my brain unleashing
Bits my psychoanalysis be off the geeky
Frits that heebie jeebie mix called up
Velma she liking my jinkie tip not minding
My kinkiness this sexual deviant i’m tired
My hands is tied i’m busting throughout
The lines this truth i speak is just mine
I be sad and crying cause the cousin of
Death has never lets me overslept saying
As of yet it’s not my time but
I’m dead inside
I’m dead inside
I’m dead inside
Inside inside
I’m dead inside
I’m dead inside
I’m dead inside
Inside inside
