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'm saved via faith I lay my weight and take His (Grace)
Mistakes erased for my sake I'm steady chased by (Grace)
Favours unmerited we're products of mercy

such a cold routine
'cause I'm the one to get punished when I
Hope,
hope for that fucking revelation
so I can go back as well 

As I'm living this life

I let the white sage burn as I reminisce
On all the girls who could've been, but thatI dismissed
I let the years pass by and kept my feelings in
I

Life is not a game
Life is living
I say to you right now that you Must make it
I say to you right now that you Must tell excuses, fear and Doubt that

Do you feel the tension
'Cause its been ripping me apart
I can't tell if this weight is mine
Or if it is imposed from the outside
Will I
Ever learn

the brick walls, where in the world am I
It feels so cold in here, how on earth do I get out
Living in a horror game like the Mandela Catalog
I hope there's

Little by little by little by little
I'm going crazy
Little by little by little by little
I'm going crazy

In reality I'm just an average Joe

about it
"Los hombres no lloran for shit homeboy quit rapping about it"
I reminice about back in the day we use to play before we lift weights
But I also

Pre chorus:

I wish we were closer, cupid came in hot,
But not with the bow
Shots in my chest and the weight on my shoulders,
I cannot rest baby I

this dead weight feels like the world on my shoulders 
Living in a nightmare someone pitch me till it's over 
Had a dream I'd be famous by the end

feels like the world on my shoulders 
Living in a nightmare someone pitch me till it's over 
Had a dream I'd be famous by the end of October
Wish i knew

We crossed paths as fate came to be
At a time that I never thought I'd see
The years flew by stood the test of time
We'd been through hell came out

the truth in my heart
I bare the weight of my sins
My conscience tears me apart
I relieve the weight of my guilt by guiding these others through art
But if I

Ol Dirty's Back

Ol' Dirty Bastard

In Memory Of, Vol. 3

2007

watch 'em in them hoods

I always thought living life was easy
Go to school, get a job, yo, it couldn't be me (be me)
So instead, I played my bed
My

nigga
PT Cruzer kicking it with HB
Riding thru D.C. black SUV
living like OG smoking on OG
Nigga I’m The president black house represent
DMV resident

a cold to, like the winter snow
I can flex, I'm the one
Hit you with some gold
Stop dancin' by me that you already know
I don't care what you think
I

Constructed a better unit
But naw i cant do it
Cause they ain't me
Them niggas be going thru it
Cause they ain't P-T
I'm just keeping it so real
That is how i

'm アキラ (Pt. II)
If you talk you get it too
Now in Dallas I be dougie fresh
See my dougie dance
It's yo chance
Booking fifteen hour flights to Japan

to speak
Had to choose between life and death
I wisely chose a beat
Now I'm living life by faith I was saved by His grace (Grace)
Guilty verdict on my name

Wake up in the morning and I think about my hustle and my grind  
I'm trying to make it out
Shit I'm living for my kids I need a safer route 
Tryna

The fact: you wanted cheese
So we living in the housing act
And police put a code
By the Sony DAT
Got a brand little commune
For yes we think, on watch

I'm trying to get paid today smoking this pain away
And I look at my momma and see her crying and suffering
This how I'm living I can't do no

of living like a hack,
Half-committed, half-relaxed
I'd have nothing to lose

There's a weight over me today
It's something I have to say
Love you too much

the time pass by

I imagine myself ruling an empire
Feel the weight of the power
Watch me climb higher

Their eyes work fine, they're living blind
Seeing