Lyrics:
I spent my years isolated
Couldn't live with myself
I was trouble as a young kid
My tears didn't help
Very depressing and it was evident
I'd
of the old order clingin' to the reins
Assurin' us these aches inside are only growin' pains
But it's a long road out of Eden
Back home, I was so certain
blame?
Maybe my pain, dealin' with it by callin' it a phase
These are the last days
Carry no shame, everyday thangs
Went from sellin' cocaine
ticks
Got run over by a bus
And a tornado almost killed us
Ah yeah
I became unemployed
Started getting paranoid
I was eating a burrito
and drowning in all of your pain
God damn these hoes are changing you
Trust me, I'm not out here blaming you
Lost in the thought of growin' Hazel with you
Are
say "it" 'cause if it's real, I gotta face that part of
My deepest fears that's growing near, they call that feeling karma
I'd have to be a father
just want you to know that. Because we always thought we could get, you know, we could get reality by just putting on the clothes and wearin' the face
Built like Fro-Zone
So I said fuck the flame
D'Angelo Russel I got this ice up in my veins
I made this struggle through pain
And I'm still strugglin'
get it right
Say what you feel like?
I'll get it, I'll get it
Gotta make sure the water flowin'
And my pride is slowin'
And the dollars growin'
And my
Manimal - Dead By Wednesday
Michael Modeste, Christian F. Lawrence, Rob Roy
Wipe away the fucking dust of generations before
We're starin' at our
bazookas and hoses when I wrote this
Wide lotus, my Zodiac sign, designed by the guards
Written by the masters, follow my path to Damascus
Full claim out
the night away from everything I’d known
I wonder how she’d see me if I found my way back home
At the truck stop by the highway, with the drivers all inside
pourin'
My dawg, not even home a month yet, and blaze a girl
In the stomach, he robbin' niggaz who pumpin'
Lil' blood got popped, by the group home cat
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
Yo
You'd think after all these years of being clean I'd get my feelings back
Right? So why it don't feel like that
It's like God built my heart
I've been feelin lonely
I've been feelin lost
Just want you by my side
No matter what it cost
I've been feelin pretty blue
But it'd be prettier with
known at the time for hits from Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam and they had this massive hit by the Backstreet Boys, All I Have To Give. Every so often I rip him
the hammer so the bird shook up
I get high like Doc and Meth
And "Let the Monkeys Out"
So I can "Bring the Pain" wile I pop ya chest
It's D block when
'cause growin up I was never the logical one,
Packed my shit and left home like the prodigal son
With a bottle of jack and my shotgun strapped,
I
world that we in is full of pressure and pain
Enough of me, nigga, now listen to Game
Used to see Five-O, throw the crack by the bench (hey, Five-O)
Forty-four's no age to start again,
But the bulls were getting tough and he was never free of pain
Where others blew their winnings getting tanked,
with star 69
They say I say nothin'
That I'm corny and outdated
If I rapped in the '90s
I'd probably be famous
That the flow and the cadence is abrasive
it
Do like the hook and just run it up
My third eye is open I rotate it three times
Im by the pool white t on
She got a nice aura neon
They movin 3D
The cold world that we in, is full of pressure and pain
Enough of me, nigga, now listen to Game
Used to see Five-O, throw the crack by the bench (hey,
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