NIKKO - SKY IN 5

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Corpse in a sarcophagus, I'm coughing off this blunt
Rolled off blood and guts of motherfuckers, I had bust up
God gave me these wings to fly, but I would rather jump, off and on 'em
Breaking every bone until they bust out, see when I grew up, brain was washed out
Locked out up out of the crib, I was bogged down and boxed out
I never knew nothing, but had a sense to fucking hustle
Trudge my boots through the sludge
One day all of a sudden heard a voice through the wall
I had recognized its patterns and the tone of its talk
It was coming from the drywall of my onе room apartment
It said you wanna live or blow your brains in the carpеt
Often I was contemplative of death
Fascinated by decay of those who've rotten and left
I'd wonder if I raise to greatness would I die with the rest still
And is there any graciousness for those who direct kill fuckers they despise
And enemy between my eyes is one for me and mine
So don't think that you'll catch the best of me off of these 10 toes
It'll be a 100 at least, put you to sleep benzo
And all the men know if you touching up on kin well then you is ready to die
Having trouble picking sides?
We already know where you lie then boy
I'd advise you get tight as hell with your god
Yuh cause you're in the sky in 5 and these bullets live and hot