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Die Just A Little

from Death Blow by Kofi

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She took it to the head like Beatrix Kiddle
Now I gotta Kill Bill straight down the middle
Feeling kinda feel evil like a young Tom Riddle
Voldemort when I use my wand on the scribble
I'm gonna piece him up, motherfuck
Put him in a bag and put him in a truck
Put him in a boat then put him in a rush
Of water called the ocean, then live it up
Pour a little liquor for Ms. Americana
First name April, love marijuana
Love her like I love my motherland Ghana
Comma, listing all the days of drama
Momma, please forgive your Obama
'Bout to take my Air Forces to the father
Step up to the door and finish what I promised
Show my girl honor by showing no honor

I KNOW...
CAUGHT UP IN THE MIDDLE...
DIE JUST A LITTLE...
SOMETHING YOU'LL NEVER KNOW...
I KNOW...
CAUGHT UP IN THE MIDDLE...
DIE JUST A LITTLE...
SOMETHING YOU'LL NEVER KNOW...

Suicide is suicide
And he succeed to self-crucify
A good thing 'cause I'm a guy good
If I go bad then I get Goodfella vibe
Michael Corleone when the godfather die
Lunatic, you can see the change in tide
Rumor is Rebel going for another ride
Motorcycle gang: me, myself, and I
Learn my lesson watching all these legends
Eye on the prize never leave for a second
Never gon' leave for a B on the A-train
When my A-game is to lead on the food chain
If you understand then we be in the same frame
Of the same picture that we put up in the mainframe
But the back of my brain
Still backup memory of my dame

CHORUS

The past is the past gotta wrap it up quick
So I got the present at hand as a gift
Don't know my destination
But my number's up, no estimation
Rolling up the wheels no hesitation
No trepidation, the approximation
Of the last relation was no relation
Mind working too much, it need a vacation
Been here before, never gon' come back
Run tell dat back from the war
Mind games so I switch up on the synapse
So my thoughts built much different from before
Rebel with a cause for the inspiration
Give a lot of people lot of information
Go against the grain with the words I'm baking
Just my food for thought for the congregation

CHORUS

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from Death Blow, released December 13, 2016

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Kofi Montreal, Québec

Kofi is a multi-disciplinary artist whose titles include rapper-producer, singer-songwriter, actor, writer and filmmaker.

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