My mind got erased I think somebody better help me Trying to get my memory back and I feel like Leonard Shelby They took my LP that just got mastered for release So I gotta get that cd back before the tracks are leaked I got a cop assigned to my case but I can't believe his lies He's Teddy and I'm Eddie But his name is just a disguise Trying to getting me to find the wrong guy who committed the crime And I can only think the rhymes that were once committed to mind And then there's Natalie A female battle Mc She knows what I'm going through she got her cd stolen too She'll help me out of pity in this city that has no name And I don't even got a recollection of the place where I'm staying Need a Polaroid camera to piece together the clues And the most important facts are on my body as tattoos I'mma find Kool Kieth ask him about Matthew His master was stolen too and everybody was left baffled Ask him what to do first I've been having a lack of luck He said first fact whoever jacked it was wack as fuck But back up first you gotta understand why I act this way I got short term memory loss they call it Antero grade The last thing I remember was my body as it layed With a shotty on my face all alone and afraid And the Doctors say that I can learn through conditioning Trust my intuition to help reveal the cd that is missing So I listen but heavily rely on my hand writing Was it a friend or foe that stole either way you know I don't like him When I find him will I fight him slice him or Mike Tys him Bash his ears so he can never hear stuck in daydreams like Everclear The truth is never near so I'mma dig deeper for clues Fact 2 found out his name was John G got the tattoo
And supposively I can learn through repetition Try to piece together the fact but a couple steps are missing For instance this was a crime obviously organized by haters But haters are everywhere in a variety of flavors Maybe neighbors or some fake kids that I used to politic with But this shit got their mouths closed and their lips zipped so I'm in need of some help I can't find the culprit alone So I call up Natalie but I'm not too good on the phone We met at her home and I gave her the thief's license plate number She has friends at the DMV we'll meet later on to eat for the ID I got plans to get the man who ruined my life and did this And after tonight I can get my album finished I met her up at the diner to retrieve the information One manila envelope can solve the problems that I'm facing She was reluctant to give it up thought it was too much to handle But I spent too many nights burning both ends of the candle Convinced her to let me get my vengeance on this animal Pulled out the papers and found out it was John Edward Gammel My heads bout to burst shit its ready to pop I figured all along that it was Teddy the cop And Eddie won't strop whether I remember or not Called him up and lured him to a secluded spot Faked like I had a lead but in reality I came to end today Forget about assault and battery I put the gun to his face he said I was making a mistake But facts are facts it's the memory that can be faked I asked repeatedly for the master but he wouldn't give up the cd So I shot him through the cheek dead courtesy of ED
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Copy to Clipboard: My mind got erased I think somebody better help me Trying to get my memory back and I feel like Leonard Shelby They took my LP that just got mastered for release So I gotta get that cd back before the tracks are leaked I got a cop assigned to my case but I can't believe his lies He's Teddy and I'm Eddie But his name is just a disguise Trying to getting me to find the wrong guy who committed the crime And I can only think the rhymes that were once committed to mind And then there's Natalie A female battle Mc She knows what I'm going through she got her cd stolen too She'll help me out of pity in this city that has no name And I don't even got a recollection of the place where I'm staying Need a Polaroid camera to piece together the clues And the most important facts are on my body as tattoos I'mma find Kool Kieth ask him about Matthew His master was stolen too and everybody was left baffled Ask him what to do first I've been having a lack of luck He said first fact whoever jacked it was wack as fuck But back up first you gotta understand why I act this way I got short term memory loss they call it Antero grade The last thing I remember was my body as it layed With a shotty on my face all alone and afraid And the Doctors say that I can learn through conditioning Trust my intuition to help reveal the cd that is missing So I listen but heavily rely on my hand writing Was it a friend or foe that stole either way you know I don't like him When I find him will I fight him slice him or Mike Tys him Bash his ears so he can never hear stuck in daydreams like Everclear The truth is never near so I'mma dig deeper for clues Fact 2 found out his name was John G got the tattoo
And supposively I can learn through repetition Try to piece together the fact but a couple steps are missing For instance this was a crime obviously organized by haters But haters are everywhere in a variety of flavors Maybe neighbors or some fake kids that I used to politic with But this shit got their mouths closed and their lips zipped so I'm in need of some help I can't find the culprit alone So I call up Natalie but I'm not too good on the phone We met at her home and I gave her the thief's license plate number She has friends at the DMV we'll meet later on to eat for the ID I got plans to get the man who ruined my life and did this And after tonight I can get my album finished I met her up at the diner to retrieve the information One manila envelope can solve the problems that I'm facing She was reluctant to give it up thought it was too much to handle But I spent too many nights burning both ends of the candle Convinced her to let me get my vengeance on this animal Pulled out the papers and found out it was John Edward Gammel My heads bout to burst shit its ready to pop I figured all along that it was Teddy the cop And Eddie won't strop whether I remember or not Called him up and lured him to a secluded spot Faked like I had a lead but in reality I came to end today Forget about assault and battery I put the gun to his face he said I was making a mistake But facts are facts it's the memory that can be faked I asked repeatedly for the master but he wouldn't give up the cd So I shot him through the cheek dead courtesy of ED
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