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and bronzed in a glass jar inside of a hall
With my framed autographed sunglasses
With Elton John's name on my drag wall
I'm out the closet, I've been lyin'
Currently on Extinction Level Event 2
Genesis Chapter 11, verses 1 through 9
Thousands of years before Christ
Tyrant Nimrod, Gilgamesh of Shinar,
the girl in the top five videos
By tomorrow this will be number one
In or way upside down on the pole
Pretty mama you know your dead wrong (Get jiggy gal)
my own bread, had to get it done
But at the end of the day i forever stay young
Chapter 2
This one is for you and all the shit we went through
Used
Computofre$h
Fuck V2, I'ma say it again, Fuck V2
What the fuck is V2? (Ayy, ayy)
Who the fuck is Nyora Spouse?
We kill this nigga on
Tracks every
of the toerags
Land where they don't Snapchat
And they don't dab
We were fractured to fragments, it's so sad
We were captured as chapters in notepads
Where
about faith
This is about believing
We, according to the apostle Paul in 2 Corinthians chapter 5
Walk by faith and not by sight
Galatians, in chapter 2
an Oddity
You must know by now that your opinions ain't stopping me
And I was Trapped in Chains, now I'm breaking free
So there's really no reason to be
call in collect to save a buck or two
Get mad, who the fuck are you? What you gonna do?
Exactly what I thought, NOTHIN, in the sport of frontin
You
Trapped in the Closet. If I sound weary, I am. Weary of painting. Wary of poetry. Creative human achievements, they're all so petty. Moving a little further
and we are sitting in the lounge of this opulent recording studio complete with brand new white leather couches and an expensive looking animal rug.
friends
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Do you believe in me? Are you deceiving me?
Could I let you down easily, is your heart where it need
head like Kelly in the closet with life full of promises of empty deposits
And you don't know who you can turn to, STD like how it burns you
Like Usher's
(Just time)
Yea I be talking bout Godzilla zilla till maybe
And the real slim shady can stand up, can stand up, can stand up (Stupid kelly)
You are like
by, two worlds collide
All these lies are trapped inside
No one will ever live forever
And when I’m gone I’ll leave these memories in my wake
Believe me
as well
Niggas rebellious, bodies are found down in the cellars
My man caught a shot to the stomach, now who want it?
Confronted by these dusty blunted -
key
I need for me
I'm trapped inside
There's no way for me
No way no key
I need for me
I'm trapped inside
[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
Slow I.V. drip I'm layin
I become schizophrenic (personality)
I appear under your bed, in your closet, and in your attic (in reality)
You little twit I must admit you are
usually cropped
Now she wants frontline to the show, been a busy week I done five in a row
Last month Spotify put me on the cover A&R's co-
Signing
the moves but ant no dancer
Jelly they gettin jelly
Feelings on the net behind a celly
trapped up in closet like r kelly
I believe an I'm too fly
Used to be
phase me
Write me in your Death Note phrase me
Layzii dies of arson cause' these bars are fucking crazy
You can tell me all you want that I ain't good
me that she two on, ha, that's cute we a few on
I could show you what to do in this bitch
Take the addy with the water pop two and then sip
Me, you
mad, a hundred plus up on the dash, pushing on the gas
These niggas stuck like R. Kelly in that closet, how you getting trapped
Me and gang still be
died in World War II in the struggle against occupying Nazi forces and Fascism. Their pictures, some of them children, are etched into tiles in memory
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