All
by E-Sod

Verse 1:
All the muscles in my body can’t hold what I want
All the love that I cherish is covered in mud
All the anger I have is from myself
All the sleepless nights made me a plan
All the joy and cry’s to become a man
All the insults I’ve got fill up my fuel
All the beautiful girls I hang with keep me cooled
All the times I tried only angels fit through
All the effort I put into squeezing the broken glass
All the victims that got it and never had a chance
All the search to fix this
All the independent people make the difference
All the hurt kids from divorced parents
All and anyone that can walk away laughing
All the drugs that kill the drive and passion
All the days spent at work pacing back and forth
All the filed and un-followed police reports
All the friends that stayed down and showed support
All the exciting get togethers and long farewells
All the cries disguised as laughs in hell
All the times I should have been there
All the talk you put me in as if I even care
All the rhymes I’ve wasted mean something to me
All the options your feces come with I left free
All, yes that’s all I need
Chorus:
I need to address all
Before I get to my brick wall
I made something out of nothing no matter how small
Respect these set of balls
Getting back at all till none exist
I need to address all
Before I get to my brick wall
I made something out of nothing no matter how small
Respect these set of balls
Getting back at all till none exist
Verse 2:
All the love God’s given me no wonder you hate
All you clowns out there ready to celebrate?
All the girls that wouldn’t give me a date
All you fucking lying money hungry banks
All the complications of finding reality
All the shit jobs with low pay salary
All the heart burn, Tums, and Alka-Seltzer
All the neglect I left her
All the crooks and thieves I deal with by the week
All the sex I crave and need
All you creeps that look at me as if I’m not attracted to your disease
All the flights departed
All the bullets that hit a target
All the peace bombarded
All the women that depress me
All the people who affect me
All the hard work ethics, methods to get the message
All the stars, moons, galaxies, and room
All the help that never came
All the fingers that point and blame
All the politics and games
All the people that change
All the nightmares I remember
All the anxiety in September
All the road blocks, car accidents, and construction
All the wrong directions
All the times I couldn’t stop looking
All the love for moms cooking
All who past and are born
All the sunshine and storms
All that’s all I want and more
Chorus:
I need to address all
Before I get to my brick wall
I made something out of nothing no matter how small
Respect these set of balls
Getting back at all till none exist
I need to address all
Before I get to my brick wall
I made something out of nothing no matter how small
Respect these set of balls
Getting back at all till none exist
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Lyrics submitted by Esod.