Buried Alive Interlude (feat. Kendrick Lamar)

If you was in a pine box

I would surely break the lock

I'd jump right in and fall asleep

Cause you are the death of me

Looking in the mirror I'm embarrassed

I'm feeling like a suicidal terrorist

React like an infant whenever you are mentioned

Mind over matter never worked for my nemesis

I'm in the matter of man arm wrestling

Hands I was dealt when I said the music business was all I needed

When I got it I was greeted by an alien

That said last year that she slept with a Canadian

That gave him an addiction that would keep him in Mercedes-Benz

Bright lights and Rihanna as a lady friend

My vice is similar women love when you're my type

And you're winning from everything

That your palm write

Put her in the Palms Hotel, sin city

Devil in a dress, Platinum Chanel

Live the ambiance all cause the audience

One day said I would do it

So instead of a verse being read

I'ma go and get some head off the strength of my music

I tell a bad bitch your ass too fat

Capitalize That, and your weave look good with the Indian tracks

Tracking device on your used 5 series

I don't call back just blame it on your Canadian

The same day we say were in the area cruisin' in Toronto, hit me on the cellular

Thought he was gonna sell me a false word like the rappers I know

Sat down with a few drinks, located where you can't see us

A white waitress on standby when we need her

A black Maybach, 40 pulled up Jeep

No doors all that nigga was missing was Aaliyah

Felt like the initiation

A reality living in the Matrix

We talk casually about the industry

And how the women be the taste makers for the shit we making

Then he said that he was the same age as.. Myself

And it didn't help cause it made me even more rude an impatient

So blame it on Mr. OVOXO, the reason why I'm breathing all the vanity I know

The reason why my best friend said she love me more than life

But I live a double life and need to let her go

The reason why, the highlight was when he said

You belong to the people when you outside

So dig a shovel full of money, full of power, full of pussy, full of fame

And bury yourself alive, then I died