After life
• Written by CheeChee
I'm feeling cold, freezing in the snow, losing control, lost my soul,
don't know how to get out of the storms, becoming one with the ice,
frozen like I have frostbite, ending all of my might, last rap tonight,
bin doing this shit for so long, my voice is cracking up in the vocals,
become one with the oceans, no more being social, having a million coma's,
emotions having there own commotions, start to have explosions,
my head is overflowing with frustration, brain is starting to have headaches,
too afraid to say that I'm being chased, by the end of my life,
going to meet Jesus Christ if I get the knife tonight, running for my life,
get my body over this hill, take some pills to go faster then a blaster,
hopefully there isn't a disaster near my pastor, need to be blessed first,
got to posses what no rapper can be, from the beginning of my life,
to the end of my life, I'm the Alpha and the Omega, my raps will live,
they will be eternal, even if I'm not here with them, they will say my lyrics to yah,
good bye my beauty full world, i will always be heard, i am victory,
writing the next testamentary for rap history, even when im dead,
rap for you will be plenipotentiary of my documentary of this rap city,
these will be the memory's of my rap treasury cause it so cleverly,
this is the last of my energy so here are my last bars above,
don't forget to say that this was a sensory rap, because it about my last breath,
so goodbye my fellow fans, thanks for supporting me, now ill be one with my lord,
remember my songs forever under any measure, ill be the raps next ans-ester.
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CheeChee
Member since October 2 2014