Killin My Soul [Alternate Version]

[Verse 1: Jarren Benton] I was conceived in Dracula's lair I'm cracking a hater upside his fucking head with the back of a chair His feet leaps back in the air I rip the fur off the back of a bear The blade's precise I could chop off a patch of his hair Bitch I am a god, riding on the fucking handle bars Black BMX, AR15 tear you and your man apart Go out like Tony Montana, they poppin' them hammers, I fall off the banister Gargantuan, keep your favourite rappers body parts in a canister Fuck anybody that doubted me, ever looked down on me Where the fuck where you? Now you're so proud of me I've been on a grind, bitch I don't know how to sleep My crew sick to a crucifix Smoking kush through a hookah stick Bite the bullet when the ruger spit Fuck rap, bitch I'm through with it Niggas know when I was born to ball Bitch I’m shining like a marmoreal Light a stick of dynamite "tick, tick" bang and die right in front of ya'll I'm done with living Satan I'll be there in a minute How the fuck you boxing with god bitch when your arms are missing No religion but my mom's a christian I had her tripping when she found my porn subscription I'm on some different shit And expensive whips with a different bitch I rip your fucking lungs out with a plumber's wrench I don't know a nigga living in his right mind that could probably stop me Nigga shook like a young bitch in a room, fucking Bill Cosby Mach five, nigga high speed, in his face watch his eyes bleed Full the plug from the life support and the IV's, nigga try me Came from the dirt, thank god all the pain it was worth Thinking my name was cursed, I couldn't get on, I felt so ashamed and hurt I eat up everything until the fucking reaper gets me We in this bitch but I still feel depressed and empty [Hook: Hopsin] The game's got me in a venomous zone It's killing my hope, I don't even feel it no mo' Sometimes I say fuck this shit but I ain't willing to go Stealing my soul, there's reasons I can't leave it alone (fo so) My legacy I gotta leave it in stone (you know) If these other niggas did it we getting on (lets go) These weak niggas straight up killing my soul That's why I don't even feel it no mo' I ain't vibing to it [Verse 2: Locksmith] I feel like I may never wake up every time that I go to sleep I feel like there’s so many rap niggas you'd probably never notice me Notice the shift in the game when I shift into main gear Which is the main fear niggas got on and it rose envy Now you know why my soul's empty I don't understand how you don't compete I don't understand how you don't critique Industry bar been set so low, we accept so-so and rejects unique As soon as I speak then they turn and ridicule me I know that my views are enough to just screw with ya effected ya status that's ruling elite Fuck it I'm free Some of you never believed in my vision and doubted my dream I can remember the insecure feeling, all the self-doubt that I had as a teen How is it deemed different from hating when niggas was quiet, I needed a voice Now that I climb my way up the ladder I start to hear chatter, I left 'em no choice Never had to compromise, conflict lies when you second guess how you feel Some want to watch and vibe for that spot to try leaving you ostracized and you deal I don't give a fuck what another nigga said Pop it in the mouth till it fill in my head With a fake filter to reveal I was there, you ain't killing my soul cause it's already dead [Hook: Hopsin] The game's got me in a venomous zone It's killing my hope, I don't even feel it no mo' Sometimes I say fuck this shit but I ain't willing to go Stealing my soul, there's reasons I can't leave it alone (fo so) My legacy I gotta leave it in stone (you know) If these other niggas did it we getting on (lets go) These weak niggas straight up killing my soul That's why I don't even feel it no mo' I ain't vibing to it [Verse 3: Hopsin] As of lately my fire's been lower Dizzy Wright said I might Need to put a light to some weed to get my mind to tremble But that ain't me so I'm digging real deep to write this shit Yo I'm at five percent I hope my career does not die in limbo I wake up just praying my fuse is lit Cause I don't get hyped like I used to get Back when I would hop in the booth and spit I'm too immune to this Stuck in my thoughts, am I a lunatic? (fuck) Fuck this music shit, what is Hopsin? I don't know who it is I do give bitches spontaneous hunger And when I do there's a cloud of raining and thunder That you'd hate to get under And when that happens ain't no place to get comfort I'm labeled a monster, you may be a goner I put listeners in the craziest slumber A note to peasants, my vocal presence Is so perfect that fans get so obsessive And cry to my shit but don't confess it When I'm in my zone you feel that power and passion My godly words can speak louder than action And don't forget it nigga [Hook: Hopsin] The game's got me in a venomous zone It's killing my hope, I don't even feel it no mo' Sometimes I say fuck this shit but I ain't willing to go Stealing my soul, there's reasons I can't leave it alone (fo so) My legacy I gotta leave it in stone (you know) If these other niggas did it we getting on (lets go) These weak niggas straight up killing my soul That's why I don't even feel it no mo' I ain't vibing to it