I'm gonna die twice, once when I stop breathing an once when people forget what I write. Well I don’t care if you say I can’t rap just because I’m white. I’ll still pick up the mic an finish the fight. Fight for my lord an he will bring me to the light. He will show you what is wrong an he will show me what is right. When your at the bottom you feel so alone, my name is kris mercer an this is the only why my emotions can be shown. My emotions are like a funeral, its so painful but the scenery is so beautiful. What a coincidence that those words rhyme, It probably started out on my first crime. A crime for hatred, a crime for sin, I just wanted to be noticed, I just wanted to win. I can’t climb to the top because there is always someone else, When I hear a harder rap I my heart sings down an melts.
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