The Most High: "You're On Your Way" by Cory Darnell

Lyrics: twelve shots in my brain,,, think im going to heaven but the devil take me away, aye why you hate this,........... sold my soul stuck up in the money matrix,,,,,, look into my eyes faded check the time why you waiting,,,, take it all for granted till the hour that you own it,,, loook into the mirror fear yer only opponent,, question need the answers, but your asking to much,,,like,, where my soul go,, after all this gold, ain't nothing to the holy lord or to infinite,, predicament or nothing if you don't fucking think of it,, spill the ink i've written on the walls, thats my brain matter i aint that stage rapper or the hype artist rather die a martry, then be down to foster, ignorance in youth,, sosities problem.. Popping Molly. Ohh shit whose this new kid probably bars deep as constant drugs feind,listen cuz this beat rumbling my knees make you stand on you feet at ease,  Naw act at ease but actualy my mind fucked,, in high as high come,  Angle dust in my fucking attic.. brush Just a addict, go spray,, automatic down wait,,   running up running up running up running up i got the guns they wanna bust trust,,  me, i am not the one,, that you wanna fuck,,, wit hustling kush slingin,,springing into action n im tripping over words all slurred,, asking what the fuck my worth on earth fuck that type of shit,, grab the bottle smash it,, back shit thats it
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