Lyrics:
the stars
Give me black nights
Kill the moonlight
I wrote the book on exact indecision
I'm bored to tears with a life in the system
I'd wreck this
money
I seem to be losing more of my friends
So I'd give it all up to repeat life over
And they'd say dude is a fool
I can't trust another
but I'm far from a saint
Live a life with no complaints, tryna do just what I can
Learn from my father's mistakes and become a better man
Now plant
Schwarzennegar's coke habit
Spilling my pain, psychological dark thoughts
Animal niggas should be walking on all fours
I spit it high
With the skill of a thief
Everyone else is dead!
Lack the skills to communicate, no friends
Bullies, abuse, suicidal, gravely depressed
Never can do wrong in the eyes of mom.
leave this life I wanna be known as Control
No more no less no plat no gold
Just a man with a message who would never miss the goal
Creating stories for
School systems settin' the youth to fail
9 to 5's make us feel dead inside
Simple life is a lie
Abuse addictions just to feel alive
Liq is evil but it's
With a skill for self abuse
How is life out there on the island?
The island of our dreams within
Or maybe a rebirth
Or a second chance
With new skills
I only know what I can imagine
This is where my mind goes
This is where my time goes
This is where my
havin' his baby
The bitch is driving him crazy
The motherfucker was violent
'Cause he was fresh out the Navy
She dealt with constant abuse
Never revealing
shit is ridiculous, I'm sick with it, I need intervention, detox
To claim myself what she got is something else, I relapse
It just keeps calling me
militant intervention.
Every action has an impact. Every life saved is a victory.
The truth known by the
Caring few who wage guerilla warfare to end this
fuckin' unprotected
And I swear nobody perfect, hell I know I ain't
Yeah I know this verse is heaven sent but I'm far from a saint
Live a life with no
midnight
At the museum an apple is stolen out of a still life
You see 'em, stand by the mirror with no reflection
A point five appears on your shirt for
after day
Daily survival tactics in LA
I'm on point and alert
With skills like a huntin' expert, fuck around and get hurt
Worked, I puts in work like
reprimand
That is not what brings in
What is meant to be
As it turns out I'm not stupid
I just lived a life of abuse
And I lived a life I never wanted
Just
was my dream, my skills are on tap
Want to save lives with music, so their minds aren't cracked
Just an average girl, no there's nothing special to be
It's so many ways to die. Oh no! It's so many ways to fly.
Steady as we roll. It's so many ways to ride.
Cause life can't pass us by no more.
independent I got no supervision
I'm in control of my routine and life I make my decisions
With no refute and contentions nobody got intervention
I love my
higher
on fire
close the eyes and dive right in
disciples of the sin
of flesh
and light
and noise
and life
screams with urgency
as youth drips from these
can’t refuse it
Medicinal music
This is our life and we won’t let you abuse it
Rasta music, ganja music,
Medicinal Music, medicinal medicinal medicinal
need for no cruel intentions
No intervention on your right medication
Said, Mr. Officer you must be mad
When I smoke a cigarette mixed with a little shag
MY LIFE AIN'T ROSY YET I ROLL WITH IT
MY MIND WAS FINE UNTIL THE DOUGH HIT & MOË HAD ASSISTED, MY SHIT IS
EXTRA UBIQUITOUS, SICKENING VISION WHEN IT
felt like a wave
Buck up young muck, got to be brave
Slap skills, in the referential
Change the game, I'm feeling monumental
Diverse intervention
Fuck!
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