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ill zakiel - dr. mindfuck intro lyrics

[intro]

[verse]
look in the mirror, look at my face
when i see you i get filled up with hate
you ain’t gon’ be nothing but a disgrace
you been holding me back, always stand in my way
but i’m sick of this sh-t, let me out of this place
let me out of your brain, let me out of these chains
it’s a prison in here, i ain’t got any sp-ce
stuck in confinement, i drives me insane
i need some room to breathe
you be telling me that one day i’ll be truly free
but you neglected, suppressed me, abused me
it’s depressing, i’m blessed with this music thing
you keep looking at me like i’m always secondary
you be laying with regrets in the cemetery
another dream dead, you suppressed or buried
it’s a god d-mn shame you could never carry
what you had in your heart and your soul
you was blessed with a gift
i thought you were chose, you gave less than a sh-t
you talking, you boast, but your effort consists
of not even close, you gave less than a shift
and your fans always asking for me, but you’re slacking
[?] heat with no action
falling for every distraction, time to begin the extraction
man, i got to get rid of ya
i am so sick of the time and the effort that i have been giving it
i am convinced that as soon as you die, i’ll be bigger
so it is time that you die, i’ma k!ll ya
’cause i am a winner without you
with you, i’m trying to figure out how to continue
i’m tired, and i am convinced it is time that i end ya

[verse 2]
okay okay, settle down ill
i understand just how you feel
i know you got talent, style and sk!lls
but how the f-ck you figure we gon’ pay this pile of bills, huh?
last time i checked, your sh-t ain’t selling
i get the checks, while you ain’t excelling
i pay the rent so we keep a ceiling above our heads and food in our belly
you ain’t making money
how the f-ck you figure we gon’ feed the kids?
with the hundred dollars that you make a month?
you ain’t making money of this music sh-t
man, get real
you ain’t got nothing, you ain’t got a deal
you ain’t pac, sucker, you ain’t got a pill
you a pipe dream, you are not real
i’m the boss here, so you settle down and give me respect
and i don’t want to hear another thing until you bring me a f-cking real check
until then, i run this show
you just play your role, don’t give me any stress
otherwise you’ll be forcing to get you out of here, and push eject
you know what zak man? f-ck you
see this is why i never trust you
you always treat me like sh-t, then you act like n0body is above you
well guess what? now i’m f-cking done
see i already went and got the gun
and i ain’t taking no more orders from you
so right now? you better run
that’s right motherf-cker, now i’m taking over this break
this is my house now b-tch, i hope you’re ready for a big change
we ain’t doing sh-t the way that you been doing it anymore
we doing this sh-t my way, and i don’t care if you ain’t ready for it

[outro]
so, roberto zak sanchez or whatever the f-ck you go by
it’s time for ill zakiel to take the wheel, let’s go for a drive
and i’m the one with the gun, so whatever you’re thinking, don’t try
and i ain’t afraid to put a bullet in your head, and take your life
it’s my turn now, motherf-cker
doing this sh-t my way now, from here on out
let’s go, no more mr. nice guy

- ill zakiel lyrics

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