Fallen
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I was the nicest for at least the last six months
Single and gold
Got heavy rotation from Funk Flex
And didn't have to ask Nick once
Penned flows that was most quoted
Kept the toast loaded for magazine critics
In case they allege niggas ghost wrote it
Spit with an oral fist
And for a list had no escape route from the slums
So rhymin' became an orifice
Now I'm eatin' good and pushin' whips
Problem is I'm pussy whipped
By a bitch that dropped me same time the label did
Album sales wasn't well, nor reach quota
So my foundation, what was once mentally and financially stable slid
Drama solvers and alcohol, plus I done acid
Put every egg into one basket
Now my mind racin' cause impulses of label reps is gettin' gun blasted
One pass it, fuck it, one life, one love, one casket
Wound up at the CEO office and blew his flesh off his chest
And left that nigga slumped on his office desk
I've fallen
My mind wasn't built to handle rejection
I've fallen
Who know you fuckin' with answer the question
I've fallen
Fuck tryin' to reason with logic
Reason with this sixteen-shot cartridge
Holdin' a label hostage
Good evening, I'm Brock Longwell from Channel 12 News
This just in
Up and coming rap star Don Murda
Known for last year's hit "Ice On Layaway"
Has allegedly killed the CEO of Platinum Spit Recordings
After being dropped from the label
He's reportedly holding two hostages in the building
Negotiation specialist just arrived on the scene
Let's see if we can get a word from him
How many are dead?
One dead
How many game pieces does he have now?
Two, one woman and one man
Well here we go again
Another day tryin' to defend a belief
Time to make friends with the beast
How many guns he got? Only one's been shot?
Let me see his demands and a copy of the floor plans
What's the odds of suicidal?
Let's try to get him on the horn and inform him of my arrival
(No no no no no)
No vest, I'm goin' in soft
If he's gonna take my head off, then he's gotta take my head off
Now what's his name? Does he have a family?
What's the background? Did he pick the place randomly?
Get his girl on the phone, locate his mom
Move all them people now
We're dealin' with a time bomb
And I'mma take it through the front door
Look him in the eye
See if we can make this grown man cry
Let's lay my options and put in perspective my position
Stop the mission
It's a straight shot to prison without a pot to piss in
Fuck the negotiatin', I don't expect for you cops to listen
You probably settin' me up to be shot
By a sharp shooter from the SWAT division
Tell them bitches I won't be that easily overthrown
I know they listenin' in on your mobile phone
You don't know my pain
You probably livin' like some king on a noble throne
In the suburbs with a fuckin' Camaro and a mobile home
All I want is my deal back
But the A&R stays put, in turn I give you the intern
What's the catch?
I want an even bigger deal
No funny shit cause I'm holdin' the trigger still
And I'll drop this bitch faster than Jigga did a mill
Alright I hear you, but still it's my responsibility
To guarantee these hostages are walkin' outta here with me
Your everything is on they safety
No fuckin' way
No, no way around that, we got the place surrounded
So what you call kid?
Your move, what you gonna do?
You gotta face the truth
Wait, I've gotta face the truth?
Cause the more I toss it all around my head the more I feel
Everything that you said, alright?
So here's the fuckin' deal
Give me the intern, let the A&R burn
And as far as I'm concerned this meeting is adjourned
The woman and I, we're about to walk out they door
Here's a handshake soldier cause we both won the war
Wait, wait, what are you leavin' for?
It's your job to come back here
Naw, fuck that
Wait, wait, look whatever you need
We can figure somethin' out cause I mean
We can get you your deal back
No fuck that, fuck you, fuck you
How can you reason with a brain savagely
Ripped from me through mainframe
Gave sweat, tears, and slit a main vein?
Now I aim flame and squeeze out of vengeance
For every career that industry rule four thousand and eighty
In this fucked up game claim
Open your mouth foul bitch
Cause now I got this forty cal itch
For you to toss some hockey bullets
For every artist that signed a wild pitch
Funny sometimes how fast fate can take a tumultuous twist
And lifestyle switch
I don't know what world beyond this lies
But I can see my future, not just career, but life itself
Through Jordan's eyes
Once I let the slug out, I struck out
Leveled my side of the playing field 'til it was underneath the dugout
No matters, what could possibly be worse?
Unless that somehow the tables was reversed
I know the jakes is comin' and I can't wait to let this heat burst
I'mma kill everybody and just to prove that I ain't bullshittin'
I'mma start with me first