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letra de fear & doubt - vic mensa

[hook: kenna]
i live in a daze, ridin’ through the phase
goin’ out in a blaze and i blaze and i blaze
lighting in the flames, burnin’ in the raids
goin’ out in a blaze and i blaze and i blaze

[verse 1: vic mensa]
disturbin’ of the narrow-point reflection of myself
questionin’ what is my life to become?
i wonder if i’ll ever be the man, my momma wish i was
or will i end up victim to the hand of a gun?
given the current circ-mstances i stand alone
no one to hold me but me, i mean it’s hard not to be stressed
stretchin’ myself to the bone, can’t feel my chest
i been heavin’ cause all this smoke i been breathin’ in just to not be depressed
all the pressures from record labels around me
in a benz still trynna sign me
finally in a position to put all that sh-t behind me
how many mothers have a son they never know?
n-body questions what they do, n-body wonders where they go
i’m goin’ around in circles chasin’ myself in contradiction
with a pistol to the back of my head
prolly pull the trigger the moment after i make it big
pretty white seats in the lambo all plastered in red
my n-gg-, me? naturally i forever be fly
it’s in my blood, it has to be, how could i ever be not?
ain’t a question when and where cause i forever get mine
stand in my way, that be the day they get a deputy shot
goin’ back? f-ck that. that used to be me
i used to be weak, we used to be thieves
still my shoes for a second, think about it
would you be me? what would you do? f-ck would you do?

[hook]

[verse 2: joey purp]
holla at your boy, it’s purple baby they label me
a problem and i probably am, so i don’t knock ’em
how i pull up in that caddy on trims? clean chakras
with a oscar-winning b-tch, she got on door knockers
and i’m knocking down your door if it’s war, partner
d pack purple, that boy conscious
jocked for biancis, come back with a pound a
broccoli like how he? why he? cause i be
moving through the city like a iv, trynna be monogamous
but i got pictures of my d-ck like i’m the sh-t cause i’m the sh-t
and i only promise this
to my little girl, i’mma bring you the world
yo f-ck that
n-gg-s start to talk, but that talkin’ sh-t out the conversation
you young n-gg-s gon’ f-ck up and start some complications
your baby mothers, your cousins, grandmother’s congregatin’
one more time and your f-ckin’ life confiscated
i seen good n-gg-s die for less so how you trippin’?
a higher power sends you and your n-gg-s on your mission
the muslims preach to the jews to preach to the catholics and christians
my brother’s serving a life sentence, n-gg- how you livin’?
my homie get it on the boat, n-gg- how you get it?
my momma used to like to snort, n-gg- how you feel it?
i asked him if it’s easy to kill, he said i hardly killed
a n-gg- in the club, took the life out the party, huh?

[hook]

[break: vic mensa]
this is me at the end of the day
forget the talkin’, forget all of the lies and forget all of the cameras
who’s who and who’s watchin’?
the water for my soul for the day i hit the coffin

[outro: vic mensa] x6
know i’mma get mine, i’mma get mine
i’mma get mine, i’mma get mine

- vic mensa

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