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brain
Constant headaches every fucking day
Ain’t nothing to look forward to today
Don’t even know what the fuck I’m writing
This is just how I feel

that's soothing
Skidding, bruising the pavement
He's misbehaving
Fucking drugs for entertainment
Think his brain is vacant
He's unruly, fetch the tazer

the dream that you never invented
Same time a nightmare inside of your vision
Get in your brain, it's a mental ascension
I ain't been making no better

FAT WHAT YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT
WAKE UP IN THE MORNIN, PAPER ON THE BRAIN
GOTTA KEEP EARNIN UNTIL MONEY AINT A THANG
SICK OF BEING POOR, SLEEPIN

tricks of the brain
You may be proud of who you are
And stay as true as you can
Cause happiness ain't something
You could find in a safe
It's a combination

I feel it brewing
This ain't the first time and won't be last
I know it's stewing
I knew from the start but i'm a slave to my craft
I try to dampen

know what to make of it
It's easy when it comes and it goes, it's easy when it comes and it goes
I was doing fine when I had you by my side
Bitches on my

Wherever you go
Whenever you laugh about something
You know i don’t mind
I can’t wait it’s too long
Bring me brain, bring me heart
So i’ll build it

the death of desire for myself
By fucking back control, elevate me I'm yours
A little space don't stop twisting you around in my brain
Could listen to Aaliyah

Whoah, now that I'm back on the road
I see my heart actually cold
Pain that I been through attached to my soul
I can't say I miss you, I'm better alone
Get

Gonna hold them down 
I aint gonna pick them up
Demons have been found 
All fucked up 
All fucked up
Mask off man I see clearer 
Stabbed in the back by

mines
I think we be livin’ in the end times
Ain't no thing, just gotta rap my best lines
Never thought I'd see this in my lifetime
Gotta drop the bullshit

You're 45 and I'm 18
Like duh I'm single ain't no ring
But that don't mean I don't get things
About life and the system and heart stings
Already you

be alone now
Everybody just go on now

I pulled up flexin'
20 on a necklace
Youngin got bread but a nigga still stressin'
Did it by myself bitch i

THE PANIC AGENDA

Stare  
I only stare at the stair
Where  
Where I will choose what to wear
Bare  
I'm barely able to bear
This Heavy fare ain't

you gon die for the game
How you gon hit your target if you stifled your aim
You gotta spark your heart with the light in your brain
Ignite the membrane

thoughts be heavy on my brain, I might need a dolly
Looking around the room
It's like, like five niggas with six bitches
Tryna lock a bitch down like cocoons

the morning, gotta move andele
Writing down my thoughts, things that I must convey
I could write for hours, but won't talk for a day
No, I do not medicate, heart

moving lumber, lumber
Put me on a runaway train
Doing everything I find and in sight
To rid you out of my mind, take my brain
Because vengeance has a funny

I'm chilling with my niggas just smoking my brains away
Now would you
Vibe with me for a lil bit
Yeah
Now would you fuck with me for a lil bit
Ay
Now

head to the ground
If I stamp on your face then your brains will fall out like, egh, gross
I don't like homicide
That shit is always up on my mind

a quiet moment,
where my brain and my heart gon’ switch place,
and i go fix my mistakes,
i don’t pick my sick days,
and i can’t temp fate, at least they

say grace over plates that we brung in
So with a straight face to a hater its fuck them, with no regards
Coldest heart, Pistols by the two's Noah ark

in my system thats the way that i role
No I aint tryna spend my time with people who wanna moan 
Do whats right by heart and what i'm feeling deep in