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a peasant in the presence of a god
Here to smit u for ya sins, here to judge you for ya wrongs
I was raised by hip-hop, Pac, Nas, UGK
Young OutKast, bitch I'm

Always feeling shy, I always wanna die
I'm barely getting by, I'm always getting high
I always wonder why, I never see the sky
I never go outside, I

Forgive my sins, my soul feels ill
Hey Lord, it's me again here
Need some more of your word, my cure
I repent, I'm begging on my knees, oh Lord
Not afraid,

the heat
Then you swear to God ain't no love for me, only blood and stone

You need a little love and magic
The only way to cure the sadness
How would you

a wise guy
The only pull up that he knew was a drive by
When the days get dark yea you can see the light 
Twenty nine years living just now seeing life

Playing petty
She know, it fuck me up inside
I
Really try to be a good guy
So why
Why do I keep hurt by
Goodbyes
More than anything, miss her lies
That I'm

of ash in the air resemble myself
Like a leach the outer world suck onto me
Bit by bit it steals away my energy
Pressure tramples my personal tranquillity

never leaving
But please understand the demons i need to deal with
Cause i want you forever cause you the cure for my diseases
The grind don't stop it's

world is cursed
I've been thinking of you and ways we might work
Tryna find a cure, I've been doing research
On how these effects might get reversed
Now

and recline –
V5 rolling ball syringe stuck it in
‘Cause art was the curse and
The cure and the friend
Know that it’s true – alive when I write this
The serpent

cancelled for the cure
Everything is cancelled until everything is pure
These dishes that they're serving me are colder by the minute
No government conspiracy

Camera obscura, the screech of the Kookaburra
Pointing out a murder to teach 'em all the cure of
The cure-all, the Gerber-life that makes 'em more

you have endured
I’ll do my best to try to heal your heart and find a cure
I’m insecure and I can’t stand myself to tell the truth
But I can promise I’m

the days gone by, cause it's
Easier to stay, forget, and hide, but
Nothing is gonna change

Purple sunset on the haze, what a
Pretty sight, I want it

the court room and justice scatters
Decorate my home by hanging bodies from the rafters
Fate fucked me long ago my heart and soul shattered
Now I'm just

multiple niggas for sure
You gon need more than a hospital cure
Nah we ain't cut it we selling it pure
Nigga quit cabin that money ain't yours
I might spend

Calling me, phoning my phone
Leave me a leave me alone
Cure my anxiety
You aren't high as me
You don't say hi to me
You cannot silence me
I got

You give sweet, and how easily I, I fall deep
Your touch pours like honey on my skin, smooth it lingers
You, the cure and the cause
Of my blues
My

And grab your loved ones
Before they turn on you and the only cure's inside your gun
We're all infected
It's inside our blood
The end is near, we walk in

You took the cure, and you're still symptomatic
You can say you're clean, but you're still the addict
I punch the mirror
I'm sick of you
I've had

Ive been drinking again and I dont know why
Hurts my head keep me up at night
Sit awake in bed i close my eyes
Hanging by a thread try to stay alive

imperfection

Put the headphones so they hear
And I think I am safe for now
Learn the art that would be my cure
Hide the noise from the world and how
Wear

this ain't pure, need a cure
Been here for years staring at these screens
Mistaking women for things that fulfill my fantasies
My mind is twisted,

loud in your quiet loneliness
You try to escape and find something to cling to
And the bottles keep on emptying
You're just looking for a cure you say