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sports or anything really i
Felt neglected by my family
Growing up as well i've had
Many ideas that always felt
Superior compared to others, I
Knew that my
a mid-evil bike a sake a like a ree caste. 'cause I can ford a red eed only street a wide a ree land. On a ree land. Find a ree land.
You sink a my swan.
Fuck a team player
I'll do it by myself
Ball hog when you needed it
They ain't give no help
And fuck a pass the ball
I want the last shot
Loser try
hate 'em
Told the neighbor step away, then I just pepper sprayed 'em
Yeah, for every time you ride down the street
Or hideout, drive by my house
on the streets
when you've just been on my mind
Blood rushing through my veins
every time that you're close by
Oh my God I can't believe I'm still not over you
Cru-are you, M-Dee, Tak Diesel, Na-Na
We got my girl Aphrodite and her posse in the house-Cherokee, Chaka and
Lisa
And we outta here like last year
when
I swore that, that would be the
Last they'd see of me
And I never went home again
They say time is a healer
And now my wounds are not the same
I
of last chances distant dim glances
Happy by myself throwing parties
For imaginary elves who take me to a land of old houses
In my winter hearse drive thru
you're walking the streets alone
And the last time you said wait a second here
I ended up at the bottom of your parent's pool
I know, I know, I lost my
and Fern never call 'em back
"You tryna be funny?", was all they asked
Look at the charts, who laughin' last?
Now I'm signed, need contracts
My God is
many thoughts are on my mind
You’re not a human, not a beer
You’re all around and even here
You’re not a saint, not a city
No part of Venus, you’re
You'd swear it was beats by Last BeNeVoLeNcE and in fact
It was...and honestly at first it had me buggin out
I wanted to flex my vocal chords but man I
I'm haunted by the enemy
No remedy
You're dead to me
Chances are you're struggling in your misery
Ticking time bomb
Sabotage me one last time
Blinded by
sell a nickle chums to bums
run away from home, running through the streets with a chrome
-nigga, fuck that, you see I'm livin on my own
-my life is
On how black people got beaten, got hurt
Got profiled, still always getting searched
By the police on the streets of London
Until you go through struggles
Seeing everyone walking down the street
Everyone acting all nice and sweet
Everybody knows I'm beating from my chest
Everybody knows I wanna be
To go and unbreak my heart
It's the last dance
And it's your last chance
Make a change and unbreak my heart
When you realize
All of the mistakes you've
body felt broken my knees collapsed in that room
I woke up early at six
Hopped in my old Ford, escape
And left that campus destroyed
By 46 and 3rd Street
to take my every breath away
You walk the streets of my mind and you're like the sun, cause you make me shine
And I'll never know how I really feel cause
the road, heaters explode
We bump for the love, we live by the gun
We die, don’t cry, it’s just a party for one
Send me off like a warrior
Remember my clashes
looking back
Meet me tonight
It could be our last chance
This place can be murder
I don't want to die by it's hands
If only my car could make it
Far away
Real talk, Usher, just blaze, you know
Oh, oh
(You, you're gonna want me back)
It's the last words she said to me
Now I'm wishing she was still
and I know it's killing me
So answer my prayers
I know you're listening
I know that I'm better
I'm only asking for one chance
So answer my prayers
I dreamed last night I got on the boat to heaven
And by some chance I had brought my dice along
And there I stood and I hollered
Someone fade me
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