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The Real Me

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The Real Me

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(Chorus)

Through the fire out into the flame

By the end you gon' know my name

It take a while just to file the pile

But in the end you gon' know my style

Clenched fist around the cross of this chain

I beg God just to heal my pain

Scarred deep if you could only see

Scratch the surface this the real me (this the real me)

(Verse 1)

Trying to escape from this place and this straight jacket

Is so goddamned strapped it could probably pack and jack ya

For ya Air Jordan jacket and pair of ya Air Forces

Of course this is plausible force for poor fortune

We's the underdogs huddled bundled under ya'll

My subtle rebuttal got you stuck in puddles of gall

Suffered scars and scrapes but my hearts my tapes

I waited ages just to make my plate

And here I am in this hateable state with this loveable paper

Propositions pop a pussy like a gullible rape

I'm shrugging shoulders doubled over holding clovers

Struggling hoping that my homeless homies owning sofas

I told ya that Coca told me "hope to know ya in the future"

Putrid suits ya attitude due to a few sutures

Patience is a virtue Satan gave me a curfew

He said "Stop, drop, and roll don't work when the flames burn you son"

(Chorus)

Through the fire out into the flame

By the end you gon' know my name

It take a while just to file the pile

But in the end you gon' know my style

Clenched fist around the cross of this chain

I beg God just to heal my pain

Scarred deep if you could only see

Scratch the surface this the real me (this the real me)

(Verse 2)

To pull a piece defeats the purpose of ya birth

As a hearse awaits you to burn to just dump you under the dirt

Verbal serves as a weapon for messing with every nerve

I curse ya girl and jerk her purse and divert you with every word

A mastermind you can't deny put the past behind that defines you

Jason mask painted black with a axe ready to find you

Level headed heading for levels you ain't ready to settle with

Keep messing better yet you get fed the metal for settlement

Hearing me fearing me lyrically I bring sincerity

With nothing to lose nothing to prove loving me critically

I'm cynically sinful with my pinnacle symphony

Mentally unstable a fable worth not mentioning

Got to be hot not to be stopped

not to fall short flop and drop out of my spot

Not a hater but definitely not a praiser

Not a flamer either doesn't mean I can't take the heat of the flame (I'm)

(Chorus)

Through the fire out into the flame

By the end you gon' know my name

It take a while just to file the pile

But in the end you gon' know my style

Clenched fist around the cross of this chain

I beg God just to heal my pain

Scarred deep if you could only see

Scratch the surface this the real me (this the real me)

(Verse 3)

Stuck between a rock and a hard place

But to work hard pays in heart aches and dark days

Walk ways when the car breaks and it's hard to pay

Rain pours on the grain floors and it falls for days

I need money and hundreds just ain't enough

I need to press enough up to tug me out of this rut

Get this stress off my chest in a meditive state

Cause' the pressure is depressing need a sedative to take

All the pain away or maybe take me to the grave

But heaven's just a place filled with halo's and a gate

Sans flames cause' hell is a mile away

I gotta hollow out this bottle and swallow my pain away

Steer clear of my fears it's been too many years

Cause' I flew through the boos now I'm ready for the cheers

Choose to lose but never to bruise

Cause' the truth is I'm through with moving these empty rooms (I'm)

(Chorus)

Through the fire out into the flame

By the end you gon' know my name

It take a while just to file the pile

But in the end you gon' know my style

Clenched fist around the cross of this chain

I beg God just to heal my pain

Scarred deep if you could only see

Scratch the surface this the real me (this the real me)

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