Soaked In Bleach

God bless the God blessed Light a candle for the dead homies Living in sick pain, my mom gone Music still in my thick veins, I'm headstrong Living like a legend, I'm Cobaine my head gone Puff on a little some'n, thought I don't smoke Focus on the scope, holly ghost through my potent tone Impossible is dead to me, detriment to step to me I'm destined, shit, my destiny determining my legacy Fuck what you mean, this poetry is an outlet Mouth flex, verbal gymnastics, my profound rap I think I'm broken inside But I'm a light, convinced the streets that hope is alive And when they quote my lines, what I spoke in my rhymes I'll leave an imprint of passion that grows in your heart? Shit is an uphill battle But you gotta be sharp enough to cut steel, bless you Huh, I'm just tryna be a blessed dude Fuck stepping on stage until you send a cheque through You see this blood in my eyes I done seen pain, I'm lucky that I'm even alive Spend a weekend in solitude To concentrate my thoughts To congratulate a force, I decapitate a foe Fuck being on my knees, I'm a soldier 'til I lay down I got a girl who live up but stay down So fuck the world, close to tears finna break down Pour a little liquor 'cause my cousin in the grave now I'm soaked in bleach 'cause they oppose my speeches As I approach my peak, this is supposed to beast But look, nothing matters in this rap shit 'Cause if it did my rap click'd be mad rich Trouble being I snap quick, my tactics classic But fuck it this rap game is match-fixed Woah Just an angel with a broken wing I keep tryna fly back but I'm exposed to sin It's the devil's playground but we hope to wing Soaked in bleach, still the clothes that I'm always in This art piece from artists is concrete No conceit words my verse speaks and sparks peace Fuck this poverty living We was born kings and kings we property binging Not a part of the system, but I part with my freedom I'm just trying to inspire y'all to push with a passion They tryna Cobaine myself I pray everyday that my flow brings me wealth My lines just overdose, I cocaine my health I spit blaze fucked up, I'm propane myself It's still God bless the God blessed But it's God who tests mines, I'm hard pressed I swear to Christ nobody better than me My pen game retarded, my peak frame just started Dumb it down for the underdogs And I'd rather be cast away than be under y'all I'm the greatest in the continent Fuck what you heard To me The Best is not a compliment Yes, I'm soaked in bleach Pull strings like Cobaine I won't retreat Still a ballot of a soldier it's like the spirit of Tupac is close bruh Baby girl lay your head on my shoulder Never give up until your lifespan is over I'm still soaked in bleach I thought I told you I'm still soaked in bleach I'm still soaked in bleach I'm still soaked in bleach Fuck what you heard black