Lyrics:
fuck with the feds this shit that Im on my hatters be kinda impressed
God damn
days extended
Stuck in a drought and the rates expensive
(It's risin')
Fed operation, now I'm in the station
We had the squad cars ringin' forensic
Think
wrong
were fed up and full of hatred but it won't be misdirected
if your poor you're fucking poor but if your rich you'll fucking get it
you stupid
every time I break down
Lay down
Can't even understand what you say now
I'm so fed up my thoughts like a loaded gun
Trying to escape the past yeah im
gets better, by now we all see the signs
Like the secrets in a lovers letter, it´s all there between the lines
He does the best he can, to be No
fell in love that summer
You're looking really nice
I'd like to take you home for the winter
But for now let's go outside, outside, go outside
If
a horizontal posture
Up in Heaven at the Biggie Smalls
Kurt Cobain joint band concert
Me and Jesus getting back rubs
In a bathtub by a chick with a black glove
yearn for freedom!
Born in blood (Still we forge ahead)
Stained in red (Unto tomorrow)
Bound by blood (So we forge ahead)
Purpose fed (Unto tomorrow,
And sucked the blood of life from his wrists
From that day I was one with the night
Spawned by darkness and free from the light
Michael, mom said come
the smack
Now they got me for traffickin, racketeerin, audio crack
They call me Dope Man, Dope Man
I try to tell em I'm where hope, floats man
Ghetto
in my own blood
Now that their thirst has been sated
Why is it so calculated
Happiness is overrated
Why is it so calculated
Cal-cal-calculated
fed
She begins to writhe
Her smile full of lust
You're condemned to Hell
By the Satanic Slut Satanic Slut
This bitch of hell starts to grin
She can turn
Have you ever met a bitch in your life that was no good?
Everybody done fucked her in the neighborhood
They all call her by her nickname
She suck dick
Been filling a vault
I can tell you fake loyal by the way That you talk
I need a shawty down to ride but still Willing to walk
If you ever look back
Looking for back at time that never comes to me
Have you ever cried watching a movie
Have you ever told a lie to your friend
Are you waiting by the phone
Everything flows
And always will
Today I just smile when I look at my past
By now I've learnt to take life as it comes
I have no expectations, I dream
worthless, hell met the surface
Earthly desires have kept you spiritually dead
Look beyond and your starving soul is fed
Some have strayed from Afrocentric
hanging by a thread
Now I'm livid with rage, screaming with hate
After eighteen months of hell
You'd love to deny your faults and your crimes
You used us
insides
Lost among lost that are lost among lost ones
grieve about losses
Sniffing dust
Of the surface ur coffins
Death welcomes back
All her offsprings
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