Search results for 'Self-Help Intervention Project'

drugs and just shut up
Or go to sleep we’ve had enough
It’s called self help
My ex'll tell
She couldn’t follow me through hell
It’s all okay I guess, oh

mainly soul
You always have choices
It's self-help condition, know you
This ego poses certain troubles for your future
Know you
You delayed 'em
That's your

I'm dedicated till the death of me
Steadily aiming for the best I can be
A walking self help book
The knowledge come free
For those shared freely with

I can try a little yoga
I can sequence some Qigong
I can even try a self-help workshop too
There's no comfort. . . There's no comfort. . . 

(piano

about anything
And watch great stand-up
And shows and movies and documentaries
And just, all the self-help shit that we can find
Umm, he he he
Ehh, let's

stressing
The burden is gone I released what I kept in
I'll never top that so I'll breathe a cigarette in now
Was always self-help it was never for my

Treating success, like it's the only option
Taking "Giant Steps", to "Master the Game", Tony Robbins
If you read self help, then apply it baby
Robert Greene,

I'm driven to new depths, and face threats to self worth
Help myself first, the worst is if I lose Earth
See the doors closing
proposing a question

before you can be real with somebody else
I had to look at myself
To recognize I needed help

Self sabotage
Looking back I could make a montage
Of all

I'm dropping my debut EP very soon 
And i want you to pray for me that this project will bring joy to our home and to the street
Haa which one be debut

I might need you
Divine intervention
Outside inside new
Dear God I need temperance
Provide I swear and
I'll do whatever
To die or live
Divine

talk it's all just from the heart
You are something different other woman you at far apart
Something special
Had to catch you Devine intervention you my

fleet
I ain't trying fuck we ain't vibe yet
Sike, my perky ain't digest
Still fuck hoes from the projects
Take a broke bitch and have rich sex
Hey hey

the projects on my way to see a chick
That's on the Bible
Grand mama pray for me, my mama slave for me
I work to become a master as Cool J's story
I wanted just

alien objects into the human brain
They were forced to end this project
Into the deepest space this they regret

They played god find to find answers
How

independent, maybe lead an intervention to the point where these stupid labels can't even grasp it; 
Lotta rappers flaunting 'cause they think that they have it;

the projects, Tropicana intended
Focused on the process
Fuck if you feel offended
Your insecurities, limit the vision
That I imprinted, inside of my mind
I

This one for the struggle 
Hurting baby mothers
Stuck up in the projects
And don't think nobody love her
This one for the fathers
Working to jobbers

disingenuous
Your company is strenuous
You can’t handle rejection
But please ma’m
Hop off my erection
It’s time for the interventions
Intervening our connection

Cut the bullshit I'm giving intervention to bitches
Suicide slit they wrist just to get some attention
Heard em screaming competition but they really

Super human extra sensory perception mind ambidextrous soul expect this talk to 
Lexus visualize intervention I pep talk the streets my niggaz nod we

sex
I'm a work of progress
Coming straight from the Projects
All I'm saying is there's still A Process
I just make it look easy
And keep my mind on next

project, another outro
Always hits me in the feels got me on my sad flow
Every good thing has an ending guess that’s how it go
But don’t worry I’ll be back

I think but still dont say my thoughts are here to stay
I write but it's not great yet people seem to have faith 
In the projects that I create