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hesitating
This is the kiss off

Boy
Thanks for hesitating
You'll never know the real story
Just a couple of dreams
You get up and sleep

You can, by
hesitating
This is the kiss off

Boy
Thanks for hesitating
You'll never know the real story
Just a couple of dreams
You get up and sleep

You can, by
took so long to write
There will be other words some other day
But that's the story of my life

There's comfort in my coffee cup and apples in
Because I'm still left alive
Without warning
In the big, boring middle
Of my long book of life

After the twist has been told
If you don't die in glory
South of the border and busted
Caught by a woman I trusted
Now, don't you call me a fool
It could have happened to you
It's just my luck
It had
Allow me to make my big entrance for all the ears out there, till your eyes fit their function in a unified stare, I will douse myself with joy,
my fragile mental state
I've got one foot on the curb and one handhold in the brain
I've always been a dollar short, always a couple minutes late
Enraged my mind starts to smoke
Enforce a mental overload
Angry again, angry again, angry owe!
And when the story takes a twist
If folds like
rearrange ya things
Cause once the world was bringin' me down
Mesmerized controlled by the other side, but the devil was in my town
Looking for me 

But
plus my screen
I was never cursed in a russmeyer bixon
Spit sob stories to confront my dick addictions
Of the dirty basement at the graves of Salem
Wasteland soldier, these are the days of our lives

I be struggling and hustling and thugging it forever
Come and look deeply in my eyes
I be
without smiling
I can't take no more
Dancin' in the madness
With the rope you twist that's around my neck
You know you're making me feel
Like
off in the west set
Had a baby girl by some dude
I used to hear second-hand from her brethren
That the youth was vexed, "yo kardinal I need food"
I
buy
My homies rolled by in a bucket, but they ain't short and duckin'
Slappin' niggas known for tellin' bitches fuck it in the late night

"Last
lovers began
I began, to feel her body shake in my hand
Body language, it's so hard trying to understand
Usually after sex, it's a good feel
Took by
high to the operative,
I figured the numbers underpressure 
I played by the seat of my pants,
Then fate took a twist quietly wile faking it 
Waiting
How time lfies when you're biting your lip 'til it hurts
going over and over the same old things in your mind, oh my
Hours gone by and hours yet
How time flies when you're biting your lip 'til it hurts
Going over and over the same old things in your mind, oh my
Hours gone by and hours yet
meant by it?

The story that is incomplete, the picture's left unfinished.
So I am writing my own ending, I let my pen bleed black or blue.
And I will
Bur my good luck was not all departed
I got infected in both the ears
Some kind of hole in the two of my ear drums
Till not a single order I could hear
cause once this world
Was bringin me down mesmerized controlled
By the otha side not knowin' who was in my town lookin 4 me

But he won't get me in
And there is no difference no rich and open
Minds. No change no further evolution, no
Wisdom earned by time. Where's the point
In racing endlessly when
over the edge
Economic turmoil, now the world is in the red
Democracy's a shadow of its former glory

Law and orders broken-down
End of story
My
the rhymes all drained
All out my system, take em, and then I twist em
Put em out one day and see, who want to diss em
As you fold I'll sting ya, run up
my prime, pumping records that'll blow your mind

The D.O.C. is dope, I would've been down with rock but I'd be broke
By the punk, I'm opening up my