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Killer The The True Failure

You truly are a failure. What are you gonna do when you hit the bottom so hard that no one can save you? Nothing is going right, the demons they come

step beyond the void and realize the unknown is real To reimagine every obstacle as just means Of honing craft and learn to laugh at failures funny dream

ill with the flow I need a M.D. Somebody call a doctor I make 'em all sick when I hop out, "The Phantom of the Opera' Opposite to what I call a failure

They accused but I won't lose Mama's happy, daddy's cool What about you?  what do you do? If you young, stay in school We stay true, dopehouse

I bring a little swing into your world of stiffness 'Cause I got plenty of rhymes to spill Ain't got nothin' more than time to kill Form like a blister, drink like a failure

you about life and death" I was born a God damn failure Dropped outta school at mitalia Found me a nickel and lost a dime My whole life story came true

all his share of the coming boodle. But the robbery is foiled, Jigger escapes, and Billy, seeing his whole life as a failure, kills himself crying, "Julie

'm homeward bound. Break out the map and atlas / I ask gas station attendants...and they just act pissed / I'm black listed...for not staying true to

next man's Nike's my motto look for tomorrow Today is yesterday look at the hood now I'm mad that it turned out that way Gats spray these shorties is killers