Down Out
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Down Out
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This is my story, this is my song
If you feel it, muthafucka, you can't go wrong
To the screw-face niggaz, whatchu on?
Get off that, get a goal and focus dog
See, I'm what you need, you fiendin' now
Ask around and I'll bet you figure out
How to zone and control your future while
(Yeah) I think I'm in the future too
I'm unlike fools, who precede the jewels
To be like them, I be like who
I be like me, Mr. K-i-d S-o-l-o D-o-l-o
See the lord adore me
He met me half way
Not guts, no glory I always say
So until I reach what I came here to find
Along with inner peace, life will always be a grind
One day I'll be what the world want me to be
I was born to be super duper Scott
The one bad bitches call super duper lame
Now super duper fame gives me super duper brains
86 to Cape, but I'm super duper high
Soarin' passed the moon I'm super duper lonely guy
Down and out, so I'm out and down and lookin' for a substance to drown in (hey)
For even in hell, I still have faith
To one day be free with my father at the gates
But make no mistakes, I'll show you what time takes
To be a success on earth, mixed with all the hate
I stand on my pivot, my life you could not live it
For the things that I've seen have been too damn explicit
But soon you will get it on a CD with some credits
I provide my grind, mixed with no edits
They say they don't want me when I'm fucked up and forgotten
Until I rise up amongst the evils tryin' to stop 'em
Slow down bitch, my money is what I'm clockin'
I'm tick-tockin'
Once I start, I ain't stopping
Such bullshit that my soul deal wit
When my room's dim lit
I pray to God help wit
(Uh) my endeavors and any kind of weather
Hoes be pleather fake so I erase 'em out my sim
Now do you want to be him?
Think twice, you can make (or mix) suicide tryna read my mind
(Hey) down and out
Down and out, so I'm out and down and lookin' for a substance to drown in (hey)
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