Lyrics:
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
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Over half the world's population is starving,
Crucified by the greed of landowners,
Helpless against the imbalance of priorities
Practiced by
come true
But my voice is forgotten
A passerby walks by, and then disappears
The wind keeps howling
I'm walking, not seeing you
Not seeing anything
heart (city rhythm) is torn apart (oo)
By the love I wish I had
Well, I spend my (city rhythm) nights in the city's lights (oo)
And things don't seem so
song
It's all I own
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
When the world is running down
You make the best
it's mine, it's mine
Whose world is this?
The world is yours, the world is yours
It's mine, it's mine, it's mine
Whose world is this?
To my man
it's mine, it's mine
Whose world is this?
The world is yours, the world is yours
It's mine, it's mine, it's mine
Whose world is this?
To my man
Take back your rights
All the wealth you make is taken
By exploiting parasites
And they keep us in line
With a fascist police force
Global capitalist
something a good friend had wrote
Describing my world
It says:
"The caterpillar is a prisoner to the streets that conceived it
Its only job is to eat
the neighbors
And Jason's in the bedroom fully naked
Lesley running up the stairs but she's making noise
And she can hear Jason's voice
Saying "Hide in
down the gun
And then hears the sirens all right
A police car arrives at the alley the
Cops move out and point their guns
As Floyd is hugging his
and connect all of you!
I just wanna...
I just wanna...
I don't know a thing...
My words are flying in the soundwave
Created by my voice!
Echo is lost again!
I
cloth like some
offering in our way, obscure and open if we dig
down in it soft, dirty, south all under the world,
is gone off in the national
Glow up
The crowds are singing your stuff
They sounding like the Heavens when they bowing to the GOAT
HALÉS
HALÉS
HALÉS
HALÉS
Holy water running down my
running by
Running by
Running by
Running by
Running by
Running by
Running by
I'll see you as I'm running by
You'll catch my eye cutie pie
I love you but I
And your rope is a-slidin' 'cause your hands are a-drippin'
And your sun-decked desert and evergreen valleys
Turn to broken down slums and trash-can alleys
Look back and raise my head in triumph
Infestation of what I was
Insinuations of what I'll become
The feeding of the virulent
Urge inside me is
I'm sore
Karma
Tired of running I need a break
Trauma
All this pressure I might brake
Broken is a place for the weak
I swear that ain't my face in
from running in place
Running my fingers through the sand I feel the sun in my face
And even when it burns I fall in love with it's rays
Hoping it stays
I use that
Machete to Butch Cassidy by the way
His two faggot ass sons' names
Is Shane and Cassidy bang! That's blasphemy
That's the main catastrophe
move,
And choose the course you're running.
Down at the edge, round by the corner,
Not right away, not right away.
Close to the edge, down by a river,
family
I thank y'all for speaking up for everyones whose voice was shut down
We're all sick and tired but this is reality
So we gotta unite, fight back,
Think I'm stuck in my own world, I'm way too gone
Theres something wrong inside of me
I've been running from the world
I'll hide from it all but I can't
minimal
My whole community gets treated like they criminals
Prior convictions gettin' motherfuckers hung
Got a C.I. on the inside and everybody's sung
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