Lord Finesse
Suicidal Thoughts (Remix)*
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[Verse]
Sever the mind
Wonder what you'll find within a soul's divine
Put 'em on ice, watch a n***a slip then he will not suffice
Make him idle, all of the infamous time becomes a fuckin' rival
Once he get better than the devil within himself
He face the fuckin' tidal wave
Hands movin' all in my fuckin' face, I hate this place
God damn, disgusted by my face, I feel like wasted dead skin
'Cause the tint that's on my face