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so confronted by the plight  
So confronted I would write to the angels to the gods
For my answers are ignored, and my actions were deplored
Where's my

crew nigga 
Show me my opponent huh got yo lil bitch, pussy broken huh
This is the mafuckin bonus huh, got yo little bitch and I'm stroking huh
These

It gets a little tricky finding your peace
I wanna lock my inner thoughts away from the police
Nothing to hide, just brushing off dead leaves
Where

finished yet.
I have a...
Wait, don't go.
I could... just a second...
Goddamn it!
Thank you!

[Announcer]
Here's your music, honey.

[Roxie Hart]
Thanks.

the Jews know my family by name

Growing up, single parent, had a disadvantage 
Mama always working no supervision, God kept me managed
Little experiments,

a night
And then by chance, over the loud music playing over the drunken chatter
I can hear your shoes tap on the floor walking toward me
I hear the clink

months and matter fact just got a new one
My blocked list is getting longer, got no time for you phonies
Go to school and make espresso, music, sheep while

left a lot of bruising
But your cruising 
Through time
No longer amusing

Just a little girl
In a big town
No where to go home to
Living in a world
Full

Do right when it go left (whoa)
Cuttin out all that stress, just stay focused then it's on to the next
I said we no longer in this here for fun, glue

happens when I blurt
The shit that comes to me first
I talk too much
This tongue's a curse
I purse my lips but that don't work
Man it's been longer than

because of you

Come stay a little longer
Let the summer breeze play
Over our skin and let's begin
Making love all over again
Look up at the stars
Let's

a nuisance
See my brain is broken
Doesn't produce enough of the serotonin
Feel like Jelly Roll
Because this is therapeutic music dude
Being chased by the bully

with the llama, shepherd or pawn?
Focus on commas, but I never pause
Talk to my mama and pray to the lord
I can absorb, something a little bit more
I can

a girl but I found out that they weren't nice
And I had to switch it up to the music alright
And now we doing this and now I feel alright

I don't really

Welcome everyone to todays music therapy session for angry songwriters
Let's get it started
We have two new visitors here today
NineFingers

its not just music
Not just flow of rhymes to amuse you
For God have stretched His arms towards you
He have released His armies to watch you
Greater are

We're gonna try something a little different with this song
I want you to get comfortable
You might sit up
You might lay down
We're gonna do

I stay 
With you a little longer 
The connection 
Now is getting stronger 

Imposter can’t 
Be loved by someone 
All I have 
Is music on the dance

gone
Feelin' more alone in a big squad
Imma little fish in a big pond
Tryna swim but these jellyfish
Got a kid shocked
I hit rock bottom every time I

the bitches
I've really done nothing but just be supportive
But, to you, it's like I'm no longer important
I thought we were brothers, I was mistaken
I stuck by

you gotta come pay
Why'd I need a thing from you when I already got myself?
Started off little but I'll build myself a lot of wealth
Working 'till

in your mind I can tell you that I am him
Yet those moments start to last a little longer than normal, I know I'm not in a mental state I agree with

a pro-lifer
Stare a little longer
At a scene that he could take in, not one that he makes
Either that, or feed it through the Mac
At my table too long like

myself
Don’t look at the whole staircase, take it step by step
I can no longer keep the truth buried
Play cat and mouse like Tom and Jerry
Mind trapped