State Of Ecstasy Pt. 1

[Verse 1: Well$] It's still the same top notch Notched topside under the belt Giving out low blows discussin' money and wealth Damn the finer things attract me And sadly I'm blinded it all Discussing my fuckin' rise while contemplatin' my fall It’s the primetime king, pondering on the drama that the primetime brings Steppin over the bed, sick, and carcasses, I do this whole-heartedly You can't stand a part of it I’m the well known arsonist, who M-O was burinin’ shit and using arsenic Yeah I started it, same niggas that you ballin’ with, yeah you fallin’ with Bring that whole L to your section like you audited Boy ya audited, repossess your possessions But I only want the valuables I never learn my lesson We all living in sin, I’m just counting up the blessings Spending all the salad while I’m tossing all this dressing Gimme’ a second. Niggas throwin shots But my voicemail fucked up I ain’t get the message I’ll stop me, I end shit properly I got bodies’ boy Just look at my autopsy But I’m glad I was a part of it Page 1 cause of death, arsenic , remorse, no not a bit Say La V, paid in full, de' la soul no I.D. as well I.T.O.E til’ I D.I.E