Lyrics:
the crime
I been ducking all these cops they be watchin all the time
HOOK
Hundred bands made them off a load
Real trap nigha cell O's
Don't come
I'm bittersweet
Cuz no ones loving me
So I've learned to be alone
Or I will soon hopefully
I've been asleep
Or at least there's been a part of me
Talking to you makes me feel
Like I'm blind
All our senses in conversation
You're the one who helps me be
When I'm not
You're the feeling that I
had already idealized her love for me
I'm not going to check my cell phone in case you call because you are no longer my dream girl
She is no longer
Pops was up the road we only talkin' on the cell wow
Ma dukes try her best everyday but she can't hold me
Depression goin' bad yea they don't know nobody
Eat, sleep, work get drunk, and fear
That all my life I'll be trapped in here
I just wanna disappear
Every fucking sober time
I just wanna lose my mind
and flashlights
Nigga
They'll beat your ass with a bagpipe
My nigga ant
He in the cell
And he want his cell
But its better than being in hell
Well why you say that
I wrap a bale baby
You been stale baby
So hot it feel like it's hell baby
Loud pack smell baby
And I can't get locked inside a cell or go to jail
i sell her
She dey whyne to the rhythm like Nneka
Inna bum bum Inna whine Inna Cell ah
She wan ride, She wan slide, She na Pella
Be her bumbum make my
Waiting for it to begin
Everyday the same again
Passing time to pass the day
Never should it be this way
Free my mind of doubt and fear
I need
gayly
But those are movements that their prison home quickly absorbs
allowed out of their cells to take a shower once daily
And yet they blossomed into
dead, they're all dead, they're all dead
"Chemotherapy is often used to kill the cancer cells", the doctor told me
"But as I'm sure you've heard it also
were all I could see
So now it's roll call, cell doors
Don't bend over for the soap on the floor
This number on my chest won't let me forget
Just how
I just popped another pill, I should stay right here
Please don't call my cell phone
I know you're really fucked up, I don't really wanna hear
I've
Guess who called you on your cell
67 Baby it's from hell
All that love and a teenage spell
All those drugs didn't treat you well
I'm just running up
Out here there ain't too many opp blocks
So we outside on our gwop diddy bop bop
Get caught
Take a Trip to the cop shop
Remand straight to cell get
Rest in peace IQ
I’m guessing my brain cells didn’t really like you
Rest in peace IQ
I’m fucking retarded that already I knew
Rest in peace IQ
I’m
to be dead
Way down under satan hungers for your soul
And he won't stop till he reaches his goal
Thrashing through hell, you're stuck in this cell
The Handmaid's Tale
They put their finger on the scale to lock me in a prison cell
Or throw me in a jail with no bail
Every time a Black boy dies
I wanna wipe
Watching living Darwinism in effect and on-going
There's not a thing anybody can do that's gonna be making it go away
Breaking our minds from inside of them,
I shouldn't be afraid of the life I've led
But all hope's hanging by a thread
All these words unsaid
Instead of being on my side
You try to hide
a cell
You got trust issues baby I can tell
Shawty why you feeling so uneasy
Must've been lying
when you said that you need me
You don't gotta go
hoes in my dm's, got no time for texting, but (I don't)
I stay oldschool, spending hours in 'em phone cells (Brrt brrt)
Counting purple paper, the prey
cell
WELCOME TO HELL
This is the world that you created
Like your breath it's slipping fast
Pretty soon you'll be faded
Into the darks forgotten past
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