Evil as they come, vindictive as they make em
My friends keep asking me why I can't just walk away from
I'm addicted to the pain, the stress, the drama, I'm drawn to
Shit, I guess I'm a mess, cursed and blessed, but this time
I ain't changing my mind, I'm climbing out this abyss
You're screaming as I walk out that I'll be missed
But when you spoke of people who meant
The most to you, you left me off your list
Fuck you, hip hop, I'm leaving you -- my life sentence is served, bitch
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