[1st Verse - Eluzion] My pen-spills sick thoughts-that kills-and rips hearts It's hard--I bleed ink-when-jottin pissed off Alot--will shit talk--no fists--their lips all They got--with--all foes--they hope-I get shot - I'm NOT--gon' stop--my dreams-it's no goal This game-for all fame--consider-my soul sold But things-that I'm told-is getting-me-no sleep In dreams-I just bleed-through sheets-from nose bleeds - [My Blood] Flows deep--if weak-then-don't speak I beef-with enemies--who pray-that-I don't breathe Believe me-you'll see--if scared--then-don't look I'm bleedin-my-soul out-on lines-of notebooks - [My Words]--scare foes--they fearin-the lights out With-constant nightmares-of their family-sniped out Their mouth-in duct tape-incase they-might shout So don't--turn 'round-I'm behind-you-right now
