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threaten my energy
Instead of spreading love for one another we enemies
Now is better than ever we in need of some Synergy
Yo this the "Home of the Brave"
this
without making them scared of all the men in the world?
How do I tell my father about the big brother
without awakening the god of war in him?
Tell
Heyo girl come fuck wit a nice guy
These boys despise when they look in my bright eyes
Call us the saviors or call it a franchise
It's not a guise I
world outside this bubble)
(Way up high)
(I could fly)
(I went over the wall)
(Saw it all)
The word nigger is nothin' like nigga
Don't sound shit
and they all paired like a landline they can't go nowhere nah
This isn't my territory This ain't where I tell my story
I'm not made for a regular world I'm
power across the world.
But I do not want to be feared, she would say. Only respected.
These are the words of the water.
JESS NOLcN:
Water is
and behind gas station
Cambridge Homes, 'partments where the girls get damaged young
From overexposure to the vultures
That prey on them like pastors is
on your side
Not with duality but by seeing morality
You'll learn to forgive and overcome
Learning the truth
Talking no concern this time
Cause we got Cern
said jesus was born december twenty fifth
Not only is your pastor a liar your momma your daddy stop lying
This is heathenism this is paganism this ain't
We were laughing yesterday
If fate is real then luck is not
I'd trade this world for one last shot
One more dance by the old jukebox
I'd finally say
ass home
When I hit the block, watch them scatter like roaches
So don't be fake, 'cause I know what a hoe is
Handle my business, no playin' 'cause I'm
like a stillborn
My mum's gift to this world, I came with a ribbon
But need to be reborn, baptism ain't done much
Ain't easy to be strong when you're
dope my mind is frozen
I'm in the grasp I can't go
Smoking dope my mind is froze
I was making money for satan
Pastor this ain't the right reason
I need
here
I'm hanging by a thread
11/29 passed 32 is dead
I'll run this back for fun
My wife just had our son
The 42 hour long labour and trauma it brung
It
to this transition
It's the return of what's missin', stay tuned to this transmission
We game changers. Switchin' up the pace, nothing but bangerz
The last
the charges, back to the wall, I fight regardless
Screaming, "Fuck the law," my life is lawless
That's what you call it
Ain't got to be no psychic to see this
eyelids
When walking by faith, this holy place is not hidden
My sisters and brothers, we will get out of this world's prison
And with our sins forgiven, we
quick
You don't want them boys at your crib
About six
Ready to let out a clip
Like "Rap about this"
My crew is like your audience
We clap about shit
We
in this place
Like electrons, I’m in an excited state
I get to hear these people say that life is a race
And it’s not, you’re gonna find me in my own
wanted to make music from the heart
Whether I'm reading Spurgeon or
Inspired by good art this is my heartbeat
This is my heartbeat, heartbeat
Got a soul
what I think son?
I think you need a good lawyer
Let me tell you officer, I have a lawyer
My lawyer is so good, so so good
And by the time he's
what I think son?
I think you need a good lawyer
Let me tell you officer, I have a lawyer
My lawyer is so good, so so good
And by the time he's
You cannot do what You cannot do
Uh uh uh uh what You cannot solve what You cannot solve does not exist
One more time somebody say this is
are, but be sure that whoever you are is who you show
Get a tour in my head, but I don't know wha'ts the main
I'm stucked in a maze, I'm not surprsied by
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