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Song Lyrics:

|Win | Hook You painting me the villain, cos I am always Winning * 8 | Verse 1 Blood in my eyes as I look up at the sun Cracks on my skin as it look into my soul Knowledge in the clouds that my heart wish to know Secrets from the poor that only God can bestow Stain is in the air, many wishing that I fall I see a space in time all the weak don’t even know Those that are strong can ignore the devils call Breaking her heart, you turn your wife into a whore Pain in my brain things I wish I never saw My memory of decency, broken by this centaury What path will I choose when I ask man to follow me Skies open up but the floors ripping under me What will be ? is it honor or catastrophe ? | Hook You painting me the villain, cos I am always Winning * 8 | Verse 2 When you give me justice please deliver it poetically Self-expression is my gift I don’t owe you apologies Roses on your door, if your Mama is too sensitive I am so sorry hommie, that’s the best that I can do for you You laid your own trap and this beat is your body bag We don’t attack on Sundays, mafia codes don’t lose respect Maybe have no bullets, but I attack you with my intellect Slap you on your face the moment that I sense some disrespect Why are you perplexed, this is not a threat? Go make some cake, nobody gave no cake All the cake I made I had to bake All for Christ sake, every time I spit the earth shakes Look what you made me do Now I am out causing earthquakes I became a god rapping morning till the day break I speak to your heart, not these other goons they all fake Swaty I will love you, every moment that I take breath I always give thanks, cos any second man could be your last I understand the code, loyalty is worth more than gold

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