Well, I guess shit really flew off the handle,
It's like you lit dynamite but you meant to get a candle,
And I hypothesized,
That I fin'lly realized,
What you'd fantasized,
For...I guess a really long time,
And I was blazin'
It was amazin'
So sick,
On fire,
It was like I could fly!
...er...
But I guess your fire,
Didn't like my fire,
And you took out your irons and took out your ire,
On me,
Cause...I made you mad, I guess,
But I digress,
It wasn't the confidence,
That met your tolerance,
And to think I even had it was preposterous,
Though it seems like I never did satisfy,
What you wanted from me,
Sorry...like, when you wanted me to fly,
I really wish I could,
And I would if I could,
But that dream's gone for good,
As you walk away and pull up your sweet God-hood.
Wish I had one of those,
But no!
There I go,
Down below,
Watchin' the bronze river flow,
(Prob'ly better than my raps ever did yo!)
(Pro'lly better than this rap is yo!)
But now,
I'm face down,
In the ground,
With you laughin' at me like I'm some kind of clown.
While I'm falling to death,
Lookin' for breath,
But chokin' from the hole you put in my chest,
Too little, too late,
I guess it was fate,
I guess it was a mistake,
But that's okay,
I was pretty much useless anyway,
So I guess this is the end,
And I can't really pretend,
That we're uh...friends?
So yeah,
I thought I did what you wanted,
But you said I wasn't close,
So I'm dead now,
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro...
Adios!
Gee, if only you could've rapped that out loud...it's too bad your lungs are full of blood...