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said, “do you know what happens when you die?”
Well, why can’t you just live your life?!
I think “get off your throne , let me be on my own, i wanna go

own hell

Narcissistic hieroglyphics roam my mind
You'll never let me out alive
Bound by blood
Misunderstood intent
Clawed out to be dragged back again

Awake
The sand is burning
Sun in my eyes
Lost in a churning hot sea
Despair
Slowly creeping
Take a deep breath
Take in the feel of fresh air
I walk

authenticity
I just story life sis, now here's the tea
I'm hot and dangerous
I'm hot and dangerous
I'm hot and dangerous
I'm hot and dangerous
I'm hot

the black boys.


Here's a story bout a young black boy. Born into a world known to kill and destroy. 

How's he not supposed to lose his mind? Pray to God

I see Christ in you

You don't know me but you share your life
You share your strife, your story,
I can tell, you see Christ in me.
We are strangers

the quiet of the night,
Faded with the dawn, lost in the light.

Our laughter, our joy, replaced by silence,
Our love story, now a tale of defiance.

I held

ngabafa nsalwa, am so glad you changed my life, testimony its all around
Eyo gye bakabila so sibyamukikili, nze sikyalumwa engala, ggwe yafuka kyokulya,

tomorrow and i 
Didn't want today
But time keeps marching on
cnd i am afraid

My life story
Sad and boring
Maybe that's why i lied
I hope there's heaven

The sun shines bright and the breeze comes light
I have never seen any day quite as pretty as this one
How was my day? I think it's quite alright.

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

on in our world today
Put your head in the book if you don: t wanna u don't wanna go astray
We seem to take things for granted living life precariously

Verse 1 :
Listen my story
With no pretention
I'm telling you
Where is the salvation
c sweet warmth
cn absolute anchorage
c splendor of the heart
c

Kid said no  farther started hitting him 
Shot his father by mistake car  crashed the end moral of the story don't pass hatred it will back fire life is

First class ticket to the end of the world
Cheap cigarettes and uptown girls

My buddies and me are getting real well known
The bad guys know us,

think you have to believe so that you can see
cnd this, my friend, is the story of... 
The Redwood Project

you

I'm passing strangers out on the street
cn old woman and a man that I meet
They ask me why I live my life this way
Poverty Despair and Strife is

Well listen to my story, it happened long ago

Deep down in the Bayou, an old wife told me so

In old George Nelsons times when life was wild

to wear the band
Circle of gold, third finger left hand

Verse

For all of my life I've heard this story told
How love can burn forever when gold touches

Ohhh manman,  

cll these stories make me nervous now

cm dubious about these haters naaa

I try to keep a cool head stay calm oooh

But my heart

early for this rust
I've had to grow up quicker than most
At least I got these stories I told
In a life marred by tragedy
I got a lot of thoughts on my

She grabbed my eyes, locked 'em up, and pulled me down into a trance
Looking back
I think our love was purely luck and happenstance
Like a boomerang

In the midst of the storm as God cries
He put the clouds over me, yeah
To better my life

I crawl, I walk, I jog, I run
I crawl, I walk, I jog, I run
I

presence
Court rooms, multiple people ratted on
Poverty, assembled by the higher faculty
Derogated value outcome from correctional facilities
Non virtue, but