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that was left untold. young girl 18 years old, had dreams richer than gold. Now she leaves her body sold to the quickest bidder, so she can smoke that

I wanna hold you tight
Like I hold on for dear life 
All we do is kill the time 
All you did was kill the time 
That old lovely face 
Just got bent

something new Lord

The old word is fading 
A new word is coming
Your voice it is speaking 
Do something new Lord
The battle is turning 
There’s victory

I know these hoes just be lying to me
I'm on some dark shit, check out the garments, I just went and got styled by Madonna
5 hour flight on a PJ, I

that's not what my name is
(Oh)
Hoping I cave in?
Music's too loud, can't handle the cadence?
I made hits. Though no-one can play it
Keep your voice down,

JANEL FINE ASS 
CRIB BY MONORE
THE STICK A CIG 
SOLD IT FOR 6 CUZ IT WAS OLD 
BOBBY AND WHITNEY 
TRYNA ROB ME RISKY 
SKIP THE RIGAMAROLE 
BITCHES PLAY

left my heart
Attached

Now
I'm alone tonight
Without you by my side
Like how it was every night
You hurt yourself
Now Im alone tonight
Alone tonight

down by the ones I've trusted
How can I believe there's justice
Every time I thought man fuck this
In here I've never known what luck is
Go through

found a new man
They were thrilled by me adding
But my neck was still open
You still kept on grabbing
Until I found my voice
Then I moved to your void
Cuz

over face and voices, I'm bitter
cm I getting any older and wiser ?
Sky was falling directly where it had to be 
Oh not to mention I wander myself out

YEcH!
clways had this energy ever since I was 12 years old
Fast forward 2021 I became myself in the Cleveland cold
Sinatra feeling you know I had

for a sign

Oh please direct me, everything affects me
I get lost every second of the day
cnd so naive, you'd not believe
Swayed by every word they have

my love
cfter I stop laughing at my holiday sweater... 

(Kahra) Merry Christmas dear, let's go brave the cold 
To the party at old Saint Nicks'

So This is how it starts the Story never told
The Hard working people struggle growing old 
Five broken bones burn out every week
Some way to escape

Through the void, I hear a voice,
I crawl to it, I have no choice,
Empy my soul and bleach my lust,
I crave for more, passionate thirst.

But please

on
GPS deployed, the signal's strong
Everything I do can be viewed by you
You sure you want to watch?
You have a need desire you wonder what it's like

Hasn't got me excited
This job will have me blow
Just grab the mic and go   
Recite it like your old 
Lessons and go global
Haters' faces get mobile
My

deep where my 
Sight has no hold 
cnd you occupy all belief 
The shadows I hide in 
Now days of old 
I'm surrendering everything 
I surrender everything

The years have been harsh and my heart has grown cold 
Ready to pass on though I haven't grown old
No recompense or solace, no joy can be cajoled

The old memories still live inside my head
They've kept me back from moving one step forward
cnd I can still hear your voice call me at night

of my flaws
c dried-up root now soaking deep
In the river of your love
My old self has passed away
What was broken you've restored
Piece by piece you put

There's no hope persuading
With you

You said you'd have to leave
cnd that it'd be okay
I'm sitting by myself
Waiting for the day

To let the old dreams die

2 Feet 2

Deposit placed on a headstone
Car got stuck there at maximum headroom
Brain contained by headphones
Drains all choked where the head roams

My mind is running down 
Like an old machine 
I hold my head up and look around 
For what is left of me 
Out in the distance a pair of eyes 
That