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Last thing I remember 
Coming out of room 316 
Was that cold hand 
On the last day of spring 

And how numb I felt 
As the years went by 
Hoping I'd

is my friend
Lonely drinking till I die
Demons in my head tonight

Nobody's broken the way I am
Betrayed by my own men
Dirt on my name
This road that

remember I was cold last December hadda get my life together
Back when I remember yeah back when I remember we were broke last December now I got it all

kicked down a brick to the cranium
I bear the scars but my will is titanium
and there might be a few dents up in the vest
but the bruising never stopped

to the world
No longer afraid.

Between your soul
And the rules imposed by our generation
I read what’s happening here

An existential choice for A beat

There’s a path laid out ahead, littered by the past
Indecision, stirs up ghosts again
There’s a rhythm, but a beat is skipped
Tight chest, cold sweat

flossin’ 
No establishments 
Grateful you took me at my worst 
Took on all my extras that occurred
Despite my problems 
You stood by my side  
We grinding’,

the beat,
Your soul is the amp, and the guitar is me,
The song is our life, the way it should be,
The chord is the one, that we should repeat

Cause you are

home and play their games
No one came to see him beat the hi scores no more
It was new technology that led to his success
Sadly the same force led

I'm the one, know you heard through the grapevine 
Girl, I beat that thing down and I break spine
Girl, you gon' need a chiropractor 
You gon' feel

To search something deep inside of me
Use my hands to dig for the key
Beat my heart, and make it bleed

I see a lot, you say there's more to see
Behind these

I’ve been beat down I’ve been bruised up
But it hasn’t changed who I am inside

the rosary
Homie looked down on me and said
Pio hold on never give up

Im strong and i give no fucks
Slit a brothas throat show it to his mom
But i aint

my way will blow my chime
No mistake you have no chance to dial in
Db so damn loud its silent

Feed me more no go damn diet
Carnivore these beats are

No it wasn't in my plan
So i became a no good dirty Hootchie Kootchie Man

I stayed out nights
Got into fights
Smoking big black cigars
Hitching rides

a man doe, still knock me down like a bando
When she with him, can only think about me
Scared to walk outside without my gun
Trying to walk by faith

loving
You trail the walk of shame
Your weary feet
Can carry no more
Your back is beat
And your neck it is soar
Carrying your bottle
While you’re walking

point-o-two
From three point-one-four, tip him over, run brother you're done for
There's snakes in the grass 
And I'm leaving those mates in the past
Up, down

and we'll be there by mornin'
Thru the Mississippi darkness rollin' down to the sea
But all the towns and people seem to fade into a bad dream
And the steel

mortal thoughts, this mortal sin 

repeat it twice
"your words my sacrifice"
and fall down on your knees
to cleanse of this disease
the breaking moments

Took me to the tenemenet
Kicked down the door
Said "Have you seen the copulation
Practiced by the poor?"
We select the ones to breed
Then we reject

killed by â#128##156#non-lethalâ#128##157# weapons
aren't any less dead
and the murderers who are responsible aren't any less accountable
be it

even brighter when the sun goes down

I have no doubt, he is almighty 
Save all your guns, did you hear the beat? 

Panic won't stop, until he dies 
He

We all look in the mirror every day
Caught up by the imperfections we are faced to face
Don't you let what you see to bring you down
No matter what