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fucking love you

Process
And now you turning into dat shit
Refrain your friends
By the long beat

I am the demon inside

and you can hold ya boy down
It ain't even close you beat em by a whole mile
I beat it up we might jus go some more rounds

It's gon' be alright
It's gon'

compassion off
Like a snake sheds the slough
Why would you kill?

For fashion?
Ending life by the billions for fashion
Once necessity morphs into excess you

I feel the gaze of like 100 eyes
Paranoia piles, I comply, I smoke until this crescent moon is smiling
My parables are notarized, hopefully upon

just isn't addin up to expectations
Cuz every one says that you're amazin
But when I hear my head tell me they're fakin
Those words written in red?

claimed you
I let you be like a person
You live here
You are ungrateful

I'm disgusting, too mouse
To leave nothing to arouse
How's piles of guilt
Left in

brand new rachet , Money pile up stackin'
New ho' old bitch jealous , Went to the bitch spot, She said, Welcome to my fuckin'
palace, Twin got za bag

I was living in a small house
Abandoned by strangers
Counted days from the fallout
But I didn't have to speak
And I didn't have to think
Though I

steady in some drama
Don't make me don't make me go Boosie on ya
Stay with that llama don't make me go Boosie on ya
Call Boosie up I need a feature from

Every step you take at the expense of others
Every confidence you break reveals your true colors
Ruined by your own selfishness

The enormous pressure

I don't need a fancy car, no mansion on a hill,
All I want this Christmas is a moment to be still,
Underneath the starry skies, with loved ones by my

a dehumanizer who deserves a taste of her own load
a nasty dirty repungnant pile of cum 
shut the fuck up you heinous cunt

a furious blood boiling rage pumps

See I'm isolated from life
Man this isolation so nice
Basil Hayden no ice
This exotic strain in my pipe
See it's me all alone, all by myself

a stone up a hill
So meaningless it’s breaking me

Samsara
Worship the machine that keeps on giving
Let me go
Praying hands are bleeding
I feel defeated

My

Guaranteein' I came up on a sack (Uh-huh)
Now everybody wanna pat me on the back, yeah (Uh-huh)
Everybody wanna tell me congrats, yeah (Uh-huh)
You ain't gotta

everything just seems to pile up on you
I know it's true
Well I hope that by the morning, oh the daylight, it can wash away the blue

Baby let me hold you so

Anime villain standing eating cotton candy on a submarine
Forgotten runaway clawed her way up
Now she called Captain Beausoleil Evergreen
Sword

caused a ten fucking truck pile up
I wouldn't care
I wouldn't once find regret
As long as one eye in your head
Never clocked mine

reanimating dead flesh,
too awaken in the morgue,
Programmed too inflict death
Corpses pile up in the streets, mass genocide ordered by the elites,
Bloodshed

acknowledging this buckets rotting wood
Faint drags and reflections through dance plumes from a magic lamp
Had it been me, why not use the wish for a dried pile

with me ain't Shiii coward

Rising from the bottom of the Shit pile
I be up in a lil while
Remember the Reeboks and the handmedowns

That shii there

I handle business by myself, don't need a secretary
Only my engineer and producer are necessary
Success is coming and it's not finna be temporary
Now

by you
And we turn our minds off of you
Stumbling we get back up
Shameless walk right through

no
This hatred burrows deep into my skull, it echoes
But my heart has been awakened to the sound of remission
One nail into the coffin
With a pile