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turned to dust by the sea
A freshwater fish, here go ahead and feed me to the streams
They've been hungry, waiting for the Savior's resource release

better by Him every chance that I can

I got different weapons I can hit you with
My mind is so belligerent
One thought is all it takes to have your head

our captors free us
And watch us walk the green mile
All by ourselves

Living is easy
Living is free
These are the lies they're telling to me
Work

at the door
Don't let the curtain catch you, cause you've been here before
The chair is an island darling, you can't touch the floor

And oh my love remind

no doubts
I don't take breaks, Even when i'm smoked out
I'm on the right path. I mean i think i am
And if i'm not, Imma cook it by the hundred grams
I

You fly in economy

You don see am
Or you wan see am again
Our doings be like Dstv
So much more sleeping
You know what it is
I go by the name: Baddest

me boxed the fuck inn
An now I'm breathing
Been fucked over by so many souls
I'm seeing demons
My goal is to make shit happen
An keep stepping

a presentation like it’s show & tell I was really posted by the mail box
Or I’ll tuck the work in a phone booth no new clients I don’t know you
Fuck you here for

the hands of all the boys and girls
Generation Z the world is ours for the taking
Just pray we don’t repeat the same mistakes the elders making
I’m tryna see

someone who's just and fair
I need to talk to my reflection

Is there something that you need to say
Don't worry I'm here all day
I'll listen as you rant

never really have
All you’ve done is leave me broke and said “oh well” at that
Everything I love just hurts me God please tell me why!
I’ve been searchin’

The way society is now
It makes you not even wanna love again yo
Not even that
Loyalty is hard to come by it’s sad
But you as a individual can’t

you by my side I can do anything
This is what i've wanted all along
Someone to listen to me and understand
I don't always say how I feel
Don't know why

another big bum
I go in son
Making you a victim
Ain't nobody here wanna go and test cystic
Yeah I pop eyes when I cock then aim
Drive by ain't no witnesses

To be honest man I'm not trying to get recognized
You call it failure but that is where the true lesson lies
I'm on the gas but maybe I just ain't

Lost inside a silent haze, growing distant in the maze
The fact that anything is left leaves me standing here amazed
Blaze up another one
Go ahead, do it

God blessed me with different skills, yeah them
Writtens is charming
Physician-type of precision, hands been gifted as Carson
The features come for free

really be loitering
Confidence higher than the dust on a ceiling fan
Want me to pop but don't drink out of soda cans
Kale and the spinach God get me some

tape with the rhymer
And I ain't out here trying to become just another martyr
Another man that don't wanna raise his child and be a real father
Instead

chatting with Zarathustra with his sick sense of humor
He said, if God is dead, then we've all been crashing his funeral.
Every day, we've been robbing his

salsa in the flesh
So please
Nigga please, turn my

So here's the occasion, take a sit quick and pay attention
That verse of a dark genre might cause

their looking for me/
Normally I'm friends with these voices but this a different story;
The thoughts are getting gory, blood is coursing right before

them trials and tribulations said I'm on the wrong route
But fuck it I'm here by myself I got to figure it out
Heard It's a cold world out there

the sights are explicit, the violence is vicious, oh God
Care to escape from the prison, to fight you how you livin', don't lie, don't mingle with fraud
Care