Tumaggz Dybbuk Box
All these bitches come and go like it's a two way street
Trying to rob me of my purpose but they won't stop me
Keep my head above the water even when it gets deep
It's not what you're doing wrong it's what you seem to not see
I don't have to pay producers yeah I make my own beats
I don't need a GPS I've done my rounds in these streets
I prefer it automatic I like when it repeats
But I didn't come with ammo I'm Rambo in sharp cleats
Fatha
Please forgive me for I've sinned
Ask your
Daughter
You can ask her where she's been
Hell is
Hotta
Than any place you've ever been
As above is cold as f..ck so down below my time is spent
If I can be honest
I've been bitter for some time now
Oh
Kinda glad I haven't lost it
But it doesn't slow the time down
No oh
If I'm being honest
It's sounding nice to be retired now
Oh
Couple bands up in my pocket
A couple bullets in my spine now
Oh no no
I'm wide awake
High as f..ck it's 3AM
All my demons came to join me yeah I call these demons friends
What you mean stop playin pretend
What you mean that this is the end
I gotta dybbuk box in my attic I see life through a different lens
I got 5 snipers up on them rooftops 1 wrong move and 6 shots get sent
When will I be at peace
6 more hours til rigor mortis
And I'm still not gon repent
When will I be at
If I can be honest
I've been bitter for some time now
Oh
Kinda glad I haven't lost it
But it doesn't slow the time down
No oh
If I'm being honest
It's sounding nice to be retired now
Oh
Couple bands up in my pocket
A couple bullets in my spine now
Oh no no
