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a minute to keep on and telling you something i wish i could tell

the way that it's shaping up
Green texts for my old tings
Wasn't really rocking with me then but you know hoes change
Hard to be a rapper when they know me

week those who cannot speak are traumatised by the horrors they face
Deep in debt with finite wealth, could this ever be reversed?
We've twisted our

ll we do is run away
All we do is run away
Broken by design, losing the will to fight
You and I will we ever be the same?
Mirror of my youth, it's

and killin it independently
Got us thinking we're enimes
Missing what's really meant to be
With All this pent up energy
Could be used to mend these things

ain't saying life ain't fair
I'm just saying that'll make a nigga think
Like would life be good if a nigga really could have a uncle like Philip banks

Behind the walls that will not go away
And I will have to try to find a different way
A vision of the future
In the blink of an eye
I could feel it

cursed it could be worst
Trap out through the 1st I made a bag if nothing else
Just grinded up ain't need no help I just did it by myself
Foe nem hot they

know, and a voice said niggah
I spent my whole life not knowing what I could be
I took my own life and a voice said pussy
4th floor
Please enter

Wish I could say this was off of the top of the dome
By myself where all my thoughts are just chrome
I'm all alone
Smelling real good when I wear my

If I didn't know better
I'd while away these days
Moving only when the weather
Turns my skin cold and so I'd go
Back in the hope that
Days gone by

could do no right
So a push, a slap, a fist
Was just fine
His hatred...profound
Love? Never around
But, all is well because apologies will Be inbound

out again
Waited for an hour or so
Hoping I'll know more

A chance for me and you
Paralyzed by signs
The universe is pushing through

And I wish I could

of you niggas
I could still bend my wallet

Ain't playing hard enough so
I took an oath to the scrimmage

And some niggas cool
With just goin
To work
Get

I just got this postcard
Meet me in the front yard
I could order a car
The airport ain't that far
On the way we can point out stars
Or block out

Content to be a free man I'd simply walk away

Hold my hand walk me through
What do they do for you what do they do for me
I've got some questions here I do

possible, I'd rather it be me right there by his side 
Next to him 'cause I feel like it would've been different and it should've been different
You know,

What could go wrong
Sent in my resumé
Connect with me
Look at my plan  company-man

Another day pass by
Another lie
New day will dawn
Pain will be gone

the ropes moaning, under night’s stellar sky
The dance of the deck, as the waves pass us by
The squeak of the mice, the creak of the hull
to be one with

the spread of the Covid-19 Pandemic. Our gratefulness is beyond words. Thank you. Lyrics and Melody by: Francois Bessing)

Chorus 1:
What would that be for me

Summer nights by the fire
Everyone looks happy
Must be nice, don't think twice
Came here all alone
Fade away to the night when nobody's watching
Cuz

wasn't so damn selfish could've led him out
Sometimes I be tryna clear my mind and start forgetting how
Walls in this room getting smaller, they been

than just unemployment 
There will be hunger, disease 
This ain't no joke people
We will be buried by drought
Let us use renewable energy
And forget

that all of time is water
With every raindrop, all will be forgotten

Not as fragile as you'd think
I bury all of it so deep
Toughened by the threefold