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Yeah, I got the I got the I got the remedy
Living my life with no sympathy
Can’t trust nobody it’s nothing they telling me, fuck what you telling me

YOU SUMMARISE
Ola Onabule © 1997

VERSE 1
You made a believer out of me
 what I know of love is you
Shielding me from adversity
So much faith in all

I'm living wrong I'm writing to ease the pain
Spitting regret and frustration at all these suckers in the game
Going harder than ever this time for

farming things behind.  Pardon to the men who worked this land before my time.  Modern sons leave for the city and put farming things behind.  

1997, was

Patrick, 17, 1997

Akira The Don, 16
Just moved from living in Wales on my own

To Redditch with my man's sister

But I dissed her, moved out

Guts

Kate Tempest

Speedy Wunderground: Year 2

2016

searching for something but the sympathy's stuck
So come on, give me your guts, man, deliver them up
There's no villainy big enough that you can't kill it

I've been remarkable since 1997,
And this may be weird to mention
But I was a C-section baby
Guess that explains why I'm such an anomaly
Nobody has

and sympathy

A common face with a common size
Healthy living for the healthy prize
Regrets too many to say
Empty hours for the empty days

Lovers lost

There's a treacherous man living inside of me
He don't need your eyes or your sympathy 
He don't wanna be loved unless it's for free 
He cuts down

myself
Boy I did it by myself
I don't, I don't need no help
Solo
See it comes natural to me (Aha)
On my lonely living comfortably (Yeah)
Don't need you if

that
You are welcome here
Before such love, before such grace
I will let the walls come down.

by Kevin Jamieson & Stuart Townend
©1997 Kingsway's

DON'T LIVE IN ANGER
Ola Onabule © 1997

VERSE 1
I have seen your sacrifice, in a world as cold as ice
All your trial for survival, all your struggle

years old with a pallet gun
Bakka, Bakka

1997 was the first time I got it, watching bad boys
Will Smith and Martin Lawrence
We was playing cops

Smile for Me Now

Scarface

Death Row Greatest Hits [Clean]

1996

Our lifesytles be close caption 
Addicted to fatal attraction 
Pictures and actions be played back 
In the mist of mashin' 
No fairytales for this

Pressure's off for a week or two
Then come back around
Once I find who i'm living through
Tell me who I am
Gave my arms and my legs to you
You can walk around

Yeah, Vitality, man Listen, living life by the ending of a string
I'm strung out, people playing me for a balance Floating, I accumulate malice
Been

broke and we ain't into that
They be asking OG, how you living like that?
I be working too hard, got no time to relax
And I fear for my life, gotta keep

changes 
And I thank far stars, then it all hit me
And I want to thank you all for coming along with me

Like aw yeah, glad to be here
I went from living in

wasn't enough to be (pivotal)
He (pivots) 'round, looking for the (onlookers)
Making sure they're watching before he releases (grands)
Never mind that,

I do it all by myself
I feel like I don't need nobody else
Keep to myself I don't ask for no help
Standing tall I see the top of the shelf
Ten toes

Lawless mouth, lawless mouth
Lawless mouth, lawless mouth

I was a prisoner for far too long
This life I'm living is like that Dooley song
I was a prisoner

on and on and on

Got to get back to a reason
Got to get back to a reason I once knew
And this late in the seasons
One by one distractions fade from view

I'm looking for

appearance is a thinnest veneer
There is for a kid that was little and scared of his sibling
Living in fear of getting hit
Yeah, belittle my tears
But now that

worth living

I know it's too late for me
But can I have a scrap of dignity?
Before I go
I don't want your sympathy
I just wish I could give a little more