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Hard work pays off what they told me I'm just tryna pay off what they shown me I know a couple niggas that still owe me But I don't hold no grudges,
made I still look at the top as I fall down Wondering what salvation would be found As the bad times begin to fade The ecstasy of creation bearing
ecstasy I've been waiting in the dark I just need to see your heart I've been living in the dark I just need to see you show me your heart Never knew I
right at least you're next to me Feeling hypnotized Took us by surprise The world's ending Fire in your eyes But we're still alive Now we're ascending I'm
pleasure as I'm torn piece by piece, the sweet ecstasy of pure agony And here I burn forever burn
Working on your insides So much at risk but you let her twist that tourniquet 'round your arm Still just babe, that's how you should have stayed Now you're
an abhorrent lie Criminal, they won't hear Indicted by the crooked seer The gavel cracks (Dwell) in my stone cage (Cry out) untold rage The justice not served
wins, but somehow, they're still played All the missing crooked hearts They may die, but in us they live on I believe And I believe 'cause I can see
yeah I'm black man strong This black man on I'm from the first man who in store Life on this earth And still they wanna treat me like dirt I'm black man
wants to rule my world, my world, my world I rest my body in some crooked crosses Hypnotized by my twisted gossips, out of time I mean, out of my mind
Shadows from the broken bones of the master Rotting skin, open sores Still we plead for him, rid us of disaster The dying king we all adore Hand
respect my residence Or get one in your wig man Z-Ro the Crooked done learned his lesson Depending on his people they no-shows Won't even help a nigga
held up by a rusty vice grip I'm a pedestrian battling with demonic possession I represent the exorcism of a systematic murder of a consciousness with
Never even tried to work They got fed for free From Uncle Sam's Purse What a government We get to have Got it so damn wrong So crooked they can't stand
There is nothing else to fear Nothing else to fear but fear itself So why do we still listen to the lies that they tell us The sickness that they try
got took by surprise Crooked little smile that clings to her lips On a night like this I sing for the bitch [Chorus] Just a lonely summer
we could almost hear My heartbeat, legs shaking, heavy breathing Leading up to ecstasy cause I was getting used to you being Inside of me, moans
to the Great Harlot Babylon She is desire Free, swathed in dark ecstasies She will not tire Bathe in her fire The Great Harlot Babylon I have loved her stars
BROKE AMON - AMON - DIE "THEY" dropped "THEIR" tea cups, Grandma' stood still forced by invisible hands, Missy went down the stairs As I waved her
(macking) And I ain't even the type to start acting So true, I look into and see my queen that be That's life or eternity, I'll take it to the ecstasy
yeah Why, why What's wrong with your shady ass Your waking me up early in the mornin' still yawning Don't you know a nigga half sleep So why
much to come Broken dreams Misery replaced by constant ecstasy Wide awake, open wide Existence of a better kind Waits for you, waits for me Our
Remove the blood clot from the brain of hip hop The name remains in tip-top shape I'm still the back rapper scapegoat in the aim of their hate I came in
They probably'll banish me for spittin in how I'm live it But I'm still with my tongue out - flickin it like a lizard Bubba like chicken gizzards; fried
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