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of memories
You haunt me every night
Oh, oh
So in the black and balmy maze
Could have stayed there all our days
Am I the one you're running from
Fate would take

worn(ward)Fender
I hope to god that your demons couldn't follow you home
Tell me how I'm supposed to do this all on my own?
This ringing in my ears is growing Louder

options
He so cocky he aware that he popping
There comes a time man must be a man
He running from the issues
He go home can't even stand
Take off

The Security of the Familiar, the Tranquility of Repetition

Four Year Strong

In Some Way, Shape, or Form

2011

He walks alone, the streets deserted
He steps on every crack
He makes and home and no ones waiting to welcome him back
Who is the man in

for the music
Ain't want this chance to pass me by
Without letting you know that I
Really think you're beautiful
And you've got a hold
On my attention

me”
I spoke to Satan before I got here 
He said, we’ve been waiting, I’ll take care of it 
Now I stare at the wall and I sit and I feel like a bitch

'posed to act like everything is fine
When the sound of guns shots creeping in my mind
And I see people back at home fighting to survive
Everyday

the one (Uh huh)
Y'all still back at home getting high or doing sumn
Y'all be fly as Icarus but don't go near the sun (Oh no)
Y'all be fly as Icarus but

with a Benz like mine
I dropped them all off, said be home by nine
I'm free (I'm free)
I'm free (I'm free)
Just me (Just me)
Just me (Just me)
My Benz

charity begins at home
First take care of you, to manage caring for your own
Once that has grown, from just a few, to the throne
Then it is truly known,

for your last breath.
Earth to earth were you will, by God you were taken.
Please come back, snatch me in the collar
You are missed, hell it hurts

boys, rockin'with the diamonds, watch it glow
Me and JIGG all in your ears, you feeling tough
Watch us flex on these bitches, here, take a puff

home
Precipice so high up
Where I was before
Shadows washing over me
I am not myself
The last thing you've given up
I am not your slave
Prolonged

bitch, come and take off your clothes
Hit from the back, I might nut on her nose
If she don't fuck, she can go walk home
I took his bitch, made her touch

a wound by a gash
Me and seven together tethered we matched
Even Goya in the back you know we attached
Scarred from these wounds
Scarred from these wounds

Time for me to pop my shit
I can't crash, I'm bout to blow
I be swervin' off that drank
Hopin' I just make it home
And unky call me, he told me
Push

8 Steps to Perfection

Company Flow

Funcrusher Plus

1997

the grand canyon 

Emcees couldn't hang if they was lynched by the Grand Dragon 

Searching for my style like Job-Corps 

Coming home on work release

Hallelujah

Clairmont the Second

Quest for Milk and Honey

2017

repertoire 'cause I know me inside
I'm thinking back to all the times in my life could have died
My father's pastor told me there's a reason I'm alive

definitely own
There's no shares in what's mine so take your sorry self home
And go to work, on something you created yourself
Or go to dirt, my twelth's 'n'

because I want the gold medal
Have me crowned, Victorious it was all a dream
I set my sight on the prize and said by any means
Now here I am still standing,

watch them crash
When I get home I sit down on my ass
My lyrics I take, to record on my track
I say all the right shit, like i'm teaching a class 
Stop

and the covered bridge, sunset from the ridge
Down by the river the water's high, the trees have turned and the black geese fly
Autumn's ending, soon winter's here,

good
But if god could take it back
Do you think you would
Or will you choose a path that collects tears for inspiration
Trying to feed your pain

Of the memories that take me on a far
Dying ride
Am I still alive
Or have I fallen out of my mind into the
Rotting sewers where I find my inner child
Barely alive