[Denzel Curry]
God, tell me why the real ones die
Tell me why I still get high
Tell me why I feel much pain but I still won't cry
Tell me why the streets on fire
I am like any other lost soul, that's the reason I get low
Hell stay hot, but tell me why the world so cold
Only reason I can't fold, I am
[Meechy Darko]
Money talks, wealth whispers
I drop gems, spit hot bars that melt niggas
The hell-driven earth shaker, scale tipper
How come the good dry up, but the evil still spillin'?
Welcome to the dark side where it get real different
Lettin' off my chopper in the sky and hope that God feel it
For my lost niggas, beware of back stabbers
Energy bandits and thought stealers
Cold blooded, of course my heart been frostbitten
Money, power, addiction and sex, them all killers
Lick off triggers, twin Glocks, stiff them up, double-cross niggas
Rather die a hundred times before I take a loss, tell 'em
[Denzel Curry]
God, tell me why the real ones die
Tell me why I still get high
Tell me why I feel much pain but I still won't cry
Tell me why the streets on fire
I am like any other lost soul, that's the reason I get low
Hell stay hot, but tell me why the world so cold
Only reason I can't fold, I
[Denzel Curry & Meechy Darko]
Pussy, money, weed
Money, power, ego trippin' brought me to my knees
Hopin' God hear my pleas
Tears in my eyes, hope my girl never leave
Forever give 'em my love, now my scars in memories
Addicted to bitches and succubuses in abysses
Subtracted by my vision, threw me off my mission (Listen)
Was mentally broken like a junkie with bad dope
The devil fuckin' with me 'cause I'm my family's last hope, damn
Dedicated to lost niggas and adversaries
And never between what's real and imaginary
And Chyna died from a overdose and the times are scary
This dedicated to all the brothers I had to bury
[Denzel Curry]
God, tell me why the real ones die
Tell me why I still get high
Tell me why I feel much pain but I still won't cry
Tell me why the streets on fire
I am like any other lost soul, that's the reason I get low
Hell stay hot, but tell me why the world so cold
Only reason I can't fold, I am
[Busta Rhymes]
Yo, I hold on to every moment, I got this (Ha)
Stay livin' for today, 'cause you know tomorrows ain't promised (Huh)
I faced adversities and dealed with the logics (Ah)
I conquer every obstacle and put out the garbage (Ha)
I represent the struggle while I challenge the heartless (Ha)
And do it for the world, now watch me paint like an artist (Ha)
Ready for every war while I'm installin' the cartridge
And I hope you ridin' with me 'cause I'm ready to start this, let's go (Go)
Long as you with me, let me tell you friend (Yeah)
And I promise that I'm fightin' with you 'til the very end (Yeah)
And strike the hardest like a lightnin' in a stormy wind (Yeah)
Til' the death, now tattoo it all up in my skin (Ah)
You don't want it when I back the heater (Ugh)
I got a nation of millions that's followin' a leader (Yuh)
My revenge is now and you know I never settle (Never)
Fully equipped, suited and booted, full metal (Full metal)
We 'bout to take it entirely to the newest level
This god shit we on, trust, we quick to abuse the devil
Every time I come and then I give it to the people, so glorious (Glorious)
You will see how much we're victorious
[Denzel Curry]
God, tell me why the real ones die
Tell me why I still get high
Tell me why I feel much pain but I still won't cry
Tell me why the streets on fire
I am like any other lost soul, that's the reason I get low
Hell stay hot, but tell me why the world so cold
Only reason I can't fold, I am
I am, I am
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