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mugen styles – spitting blood lyrics

[verse 1]
spitting blood out of my mouth/
because my nose is bleeding/
clothes on my back torn and tattered/
cause the wolves are feeding/
teeth dig down deep til they crunch the bone/
tear my legs off, i’m a got d-mn vegetable/

[verse 2]
congressional power could never sentence me/
a death sentence would only set me free/
heavily gasping for breath, i must confess/
success was not met, when they tried to oppress me/

[verse 3]
sit and think about the way that you living life/
working for the money, but no downtime to spend it on/
the way i comprehend the situation/
seems to me, that you pretend to be patient/
but the payment ain’t enough to satisfy/
the vacant look in your eye/

[verse 4]
both eyes open but you still can’t see shit/
another pill down the hatch, my brain is leaving/
snatch all the grief and toss it into the deep end/
but i can’t find relief, so i throw the life ring in/
ears ringing, fears bringing me to tears/
i did not volunteer, i don’t wanna be the tribute/
but i’d rather contribute, than create a dispute/
yes, i’m acutely aware of the severity/
that entails the trials and trails to procede/
but i still wanna achieve something higher than the bottom…/

[hook]
i don’t want to be an issue, a problem/
falling/
into the back row/
don’t call on me/
don’t count on me/
don’t call on me/
don’t count on me/

[verse 5]
don’t make a sound, keep your head down/
no way jose, i keep my head in the clouds/
halfway to heaven/
i keep my voice in the crowds/
feel my fucking presence/
you pleasant little peasants/
i’m ruling without question/

[verse 6]
aggression will only lessen your progression/
end yo sessions in seconds, cause i got a bad impression/
just messin with ya, pull a weapon on ya/
no time like the present to freshen your outlook/
two shots to deafen ya, holes in the holy book/
shot that crook, who took my salvation/
your god is a joke and if not, i’m headed to d-mnation/

[verse 7]
don’t get me wrong, i respect your religion/
shit’s just not for me i’m too busy livin/
got too much drive to live a lie/
so instead i’ll make myself ascend sky high/
bright lights, eternal happiness/
personal herb in my thermos/
epidermis tingling/
bells ringing/
angels singing/
but the world clings to me/
slow descent, float back into the city/

[hook]
i don’t want to be an issue, a problem/
falling/
into the back row/
don’t call on me/
don’t count on me/
don’t call on me/
don’t count on me/

[outro]
don’t call on me/
don’t count on me/
don’t call on me/
don’t count on me/

- mugen styles lyrics

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