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Senses Fail Four Years

anniversary of the day that we first met I've been practicing our eulogy, separated all our things I took my name off of the lease, I'm leaving 'Cause dear, four years

of the day that we first met I?ve been practicing our eulogy, separated all our things I took my name off of the lease I?m leaving 'Cause dear, four years

rotten Niggas on the block still screamin' and plottin' Wonderin' if my squad gon' stop bubblin' But we not 'cuz we all still shinin' You average, we floss four

my second in command You may remember Mr. Cheeney he was one of my daddy's peers And he'll really be an asset if he can live for four more years He's

with reality, I?ll help you get a grasp of it Success breeds change, but so does a lack of it The homie?s sending out subliminals, Since you a failed rapper, failed criminal, four

as the sunlight demands action. spent half the span of some lost culture's rise and fall, but I'm as clueless as a drooling four year old. Wrote this

sadness on a bathroom wall, spent half the span of some lost culture's rise and fall, but I'm as clueless as a drooling four year old. Still hoping I

second in command You may remember Mr. Cheeney he was one of my daddy?s peers And he?ll really be an asset if he can live for four more years He?s a

the bleeding of a guy it's the guilt of what reality has given me making sense of all mistakes and my stupidity when your sick you seem to think you failed