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of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it

You and me are not the same
I was

arms for a last time
before I die!

And he dreams of days gone by
floating down to the other side
A thousand Angels cry
firing squad against the walls

against your ego
Depends on where and when you drop the straw
Ahh, breakfast anytime by the poolside cafe!
Exalted soufflés!
While ya buster it about with

a minute that's a nice offer
Then its gone, I guess I could regret acceptance
Man they throw you in the fight till you left defenseless
I'ma tear up on this

I woke up on a Sunday morning
Another night gone by
I had too much - yeah I burned it up
But I still woke with the light

Arms over arms
Legs over

Listen, Wiley
I told them youts I'm gone again
See the Devil ain't working
No more no more "vroom my long again"
And if I smell any fire in

Always tryna get me canceled and carried out by the cops
But I'm still here, pack another beer from the twelve-pack
Give a cheers to the years

Did you see some cops , surrounding me cause I’m dead
Or did you just see another POC deserving what I fed
Example for you
Boy last name Martin
Y’all

feel into these situations
How I get bombarded 
With all these accusations
Comparison to one another 
Like we have to preform
Conform and now mend it

Always chasing after shit that'll get me no more
Senses blur as I hear the overture
Just another grotesque looking motherfucker tryna get a nut

Always chasing after shit that'll get me no more
Senses blur as I hear the overture
Just another grotesque looking motherfucker tryna get a nut

I am no longer here
This track is to learn to use hope against fear
This track will be heard by a few hundred at best
So to you few I say share your

that is long gone
Still holding on to the values that they once sworn
To uphold, nothing's more honourable than a knight's oath
Meanwhile the Conquerors

gone
Who am I, I ask myself I don’t know
I’m just a boy who make music to relax my soul
Young Kristopher Keshard last name White
Spent my whole life

what you need, Is to plead guilty
you have sinned with your speech
how to dare you talk against me


Wasted promises and ill thought lies
You've gone

like everyone is just against you
But it's alright now cause it's all up in the clouds 
Being handled by the God that'll never let you down 
Yeah he'll

once by this pretty girl, nasty on the inside 
Trust nobody else but yourself and you'll be alright
Broke another heart on a girl that I did like 
Didn't

us
We is just some Knuckleheadz, yea
The problem in the past
Has been the man turning us against one another
We have been unable to see the truth

'arvest
I'm speaking of another life, but nah I ain't no Martian
Only a sinner saved from death by the Lord's amazing caution
Cuz sin is good for

HEART OF MEN
Words by Roshaun Clarke
Music by Javier Cierra, Adolfo Comunale

Intro
We know not the thoughts of them
Yea you know, beware of those

through
Wandering like a phantom with nowhere to land
Passed back and forth by the hands of the system
Wishin for stability, but odds are stacked against ya

mouths to speak nice when you talking to me
I ain’t a another broad from the city just walking the streets
A little cliché tryna get rich by like 23
Buy

what’s bumping in my trunk is Fat Pat, Trae & Ro. 
Used to bag it by the nic broke down P’s by the O
Now ya boy’s gone legit & getting dollas off the flo.

dead and gone
Three in the dome if you ask me
But see my God He had another plan
Sometimes I wish it was me instead that other man
You see I roam this