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The day he pours out his spirit upon all flesh to make way for prophecy
But first, we must be led by the spirit
Walk in the spirit and crucify the flesh

them dangerous things that have been changing your life
So, the following day, the priest will talk to the wife and mother
Pray, lil mama, can you talk

Hold on a second ma’am without a care 
The clothes you wear don’t give a damn
Sleeping up and down the block
They got you knocked up by a man

that sold her
Ayy
Word to the hate, keep a gun on my date
Any second of the day, keep a band on my plate
So bored of my bae, take a trip outta state
LA

existence
And questioning decisions
Question how I'm living
Every single day like second guessing's my religion
Pass on the tobacco, known to crack a cheap

I'm the baddest of them all
A sly mamba jamba, always land when I fall
Motherfucker always picks up if you call
Took me one day to finish Better Call

on paradise somewhere in
some other town
you never doubted for a second

in lieu of your mother
lying in bed since last thanksgiving
she let her days drift by

how often you don't look like a goon (for real)
You're so goofy you remind me of a fucking cartoon (reminds me of the Looney Tunes)

I met you in second

to his knees.
His mother took one look at the River,
cnd she ran as fast as she could,
Getting him away from the River
Was all that she could do that was

Lately I've been stressed out want to know what I'm stressed about being a father one day and leaving my babies assed out possibility  of failing

continually caught[01:21.29]In the past moments shimmer[01:23.31]Reflections of a better day[01:24.91]Every time we press play[01:26.76]And the ten second

(Let's go)
I don't regret over nothing
I don't do small talk end of discussion
If it's bout numbers I count by the dozen
Speaking on talent they

fajr every day
Practise makes perfect though nocturnal in a way
My moral compass's on display
The systems placed a shit load of hurdles In our way
Dawg

dying alone
Been fearing others
Been feeling alone since the loss of my mother
Where'd it go wrong?
Since when couldn't I could not talk to my brother
No

can't escape this feeling
That no one is listening to me

I know these thoughts will haunt me
Every day that passes by
And you can't fix the emptiness

You are to be
You are the key

You were not born

Born of no woman
Son of no man
Engineered by mother
Conceived in a lab

You must be ready
Must know

I’m tired yet and I have a creepy face 
I’m always fazed 
But I cannot lost this race 
I never ran to reach first or second place 
I’m just running

I done stung, all these hoes I done done
cnd I aint done yet, like I aint cum yet.
My life is like a new song from Da Baby, same shit different day

rule on his last day
Like a slap in the face
Coop research to comply by Jan 20, 2020
The first confirmed case of corona in the country
Read DOE 443, 481,

and believed in
Will clear disappear, return to the ether
Control is a finite illusion
We the victims of own convolution
Conclusion, a mother smothered by her

inside my attic

Never thought that we would part thought you'd always be my brother
Knew your sis your  bro and pop your mom just  like my second mother
I

Piece of shit
Get ya mans folded
Go toe to toe
And I'll wear steal toe'ers
Bitch I don't fight fair
I'm what you day dream to be
But confronted
I'm your

girl maybe I'm blessed
All the conversations
Dirty talks on occasion
Know that one day she wishes that I was taken by her
Cause love is what she feels

got time to waste
No bitch
Talk to me better be miles away
See through you just like it's night and day
They write away
The kid with the pen there they