North Memphis
North Memphis
North Memphis nigga
North Memphis
North Memphis
North Memphis
North Memphis nigga
North Memphis
North Memphis
Watching the sands of the hour glass
Sharpen the blades for the circumstance
Sit in the dark while I'm in a trance
Taking that blade then I let it pass
Through my wrist, blood just drips
Down and down and down, don't stop
Then my blood, starts to clot
My heartbeat, has been stopped
Urge to kill, pop more pills
Robbing the pharmacy
Mentally illa killa, blood rivers fill my vision
That black eyed midnight dweller
Bring my prey back down to my cellar
More bodies than a serial killer
Not scared of no pigga
.45 blow through my temple
Cover the whole world up in ash and then laugh
At the fact that I destroyed the past, fade to black
All my racks stained with back pain
All my gold chains in blast range
Ask myself do I lack fame?
Or am I famous 'cause I lack pain?
Numb to the stains, numb to the game
Numb to the racks that they gave me, fuck it all, I take it back
Take it back, take it back
Material world, using diamonds and pearls as a means of self-worth when I could die tomorrow
Return to the earth, suicidal since birth, fuck a leader, I follow the promise of dirt
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