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Maybe it's my job
For my soul to bleed
Might be my privilege
To drown in this sea
Why am I like this
Is this what life's
supposed to be
Why is it

but
People nah your enemy, system a di monster
Earth is being exploited, we're causing a disaster

Nuh let nobody fi purchase my soul
Be true to |-self

talking no mango
Jesus coming back
Tell ya partner
Let your mans know
I'm alive in Christ
Yeah, before I had a dead soul
Living in my sin
Was a walking

From within 
Soul
In the language lagging riddle that I 
Handle rarely stow 
Then release in the snow 
Then it melts 
Then I know 
It’s ok to let go 
Cuz

uno by uno, I pull your cards, you and your N***** might be next
Trying to step on my goals, you gon’ end up breaking your leg

Rapping be taking off

and feel under my skin

Over candlelight, all my lyrics don't read over terribly
Line by line, genius interview or like my therapy
On the mic, melted even

What awaits beyond
the impenetrable
past the last heartbeat
only my instincts tell
more than flesh and blood
more than sinew and bone
our souls set

The parliament
The governor
The cabinet
The greedy men in government
This men wey no Dey send no man

We owe it to the innocent souls that we lost in the fight for

The sound of my breath flutters past your ear
Bleached and blinded by these nights
Deep inside you, your veins tied in knots
And bind your blistering

the grind
Please nigga don't cross that line
Get caught and stick to the code of silence
Please nigga don't drop that dime
I fight to the death for you
I

has fight but is full of fear, one has none but is brave
Who would you rather sit beside, which one will take you by the hand?
What can't but must I

they are meant to show
Don't you hear your soul screaming
I am there by your side
It's only one more mile to go

away
So you can feel me feel me
I am a legendary hustler

I cry so many nights told so many lies
Been in so many fights
Damn, I seen people taking too

percocet and masturbatin'
In the shower
I love my independence, my family, my life
And everyone that came here tonight
Throw your souls up!

This little life

alive
My lucks bad I’m a jinx
I don’t wanna risk my life it's worth more
At least I never had to fight a turf war
Living in a place where crime occurs

yet
Oh you wanna fight? Bet
Leave you fuckin’ lifeless

Face down in a crimson pool
I don’t freestyle I consume pills and booze
Found a couple whack

No one's ever around
Wearin' a cap and a gown for sobriety found
And forget about years of you letting me down
I'm surrounded by people who
Care 'bout

your soul I rang the dinner bell
Before I started rapping I never
Knew that I had wings
Now I fly away with poems cause I can't sing
But I bring the joy

Now you'll find him at the
Pub nearly every single night
And when you least expect it
He'll break into a fight
By day a perfect gentleman that
We all

are slow so
Just listen every line by line lemme finish
Yo

Pizzagate politicians man who we kiddin'
They want us wearing dresses if
We rapping for

room
Classified by how they give brain
Molly tabs, acid tabs
Take that shit straight to the brain
Turnin' up with my old niggas
Thought I blew but ain't

horrible
So what choice left is
There for sensitive souls?
Fight the power or let it swallow us whole?
It is easily done, look what we've become
If we could

twice
It just didn’t sound right like
The Soulja Chris Brown fight
#StillMovin with the pound sign
It’s me Young D smoking
Weed with your valentines
But

gon stand by me
Right there 'til the end
If you want the best of my heart
You just gotta see the good in me

'Cause I could be the rain
In your desert