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fucked eighteen prostitutes a night!

'Course, I'm dead now

I'm up here in Heaven, Lou Gehrig is up Here with me

God love Lou Gehrig, Jesus Christ, poor

an empty hole to fill
Like I'm sawed open with a dull knife
Sposed to be my wife but caused me so much strife
So, cold now she used to be so nice
But forget

an empty hole to fill
Like I'm sawed open with a dull knife
Sposed to be my wife but caused me so much strife
So, cold now she used to be so nice
But forget

lost and found maybe
Call a couple people to feel alive I know it sound crazy
Yeah
But tell me how you feel if you got neglected
Tell me how you feel

forfeit
Suicidal thoughts
Bodies lined in chalk
They say Jesus walks
Bruised feet trippin' on art
Religion what they taught
Spirits what we are
Grew

shed tears in these church rows
Pastor Pimpin' laying hands on these church hoes
Even Don Bishop Magic Juan saying church mode
And she don't even feel

I might be aside, not gettin' my thing right 
But I'm so tight on that beat spittin' my personal creed
Yeah it seems like I've found my personal Jesus

Had found its way to being a forgotten thought
Once confide in you the shit I'd never talk
Secrets just for you, though, we were never caught
Yeah, I

say
But someone taught me, to get yours and get paid
And my Moms never say, to not be polite
She never say to have class, but I watched all my life

silence consumed by violence
I move with
Violins sirens fire pins gods sins dead friends
Broke amends I'm closing in a smokers hand it help me see

18thdaTensei
It's been the fam
615 too live, we the Pan-Ams
Got shot at by my fellow man
Never shot back or clapped back
Could've been my casket
I'd be a hashtag

Twelve tens by noon that's dimes a dozen
She could tell by how I move that the nine was coming
I'm really building a prison with the words speak

There are many ways to make pictures and letters and clouds
There are many ways to tell and show people you love them

Uhhhn...
All by myself eehhh m

To all my playas and playettes, you you and you
That prefer things, come on, over Jesus, let's run it
Your boyfriend might look good but he ain't God

moms is fuckin' one of his homies (thot)
And he heard niggas sayin' they was gon' kill his mother
If she alive when they come home, they should still

Underage

I guess i'm not very christian
Cause I don't act so religious 
But my faiths not in a label 
Only place it's found is Jesus 
You are not the one I

in case the nighttime is gory 
, needa keep yo circle tight just like a dormitory, needa keep your mind on sight and be all hunky dory 
How she need

and movies
Ratatouille, ratatouille
Had to do it
I wake up so grateful that I'm Alive
She is the reason that I survived
So dont be offended when I Don't tell

dey shayo die
cs days pass by I feel more alive
Na heaven dem wan go but dem dey fear to die.

Many things man eyes done see no lies 
Many things man

different types of goals, it's time to switch the mode
I feel like Moses, all these folks been enslaved by a hoax
I'm trying to help my people flip their

inspired by our times
Of she who said I was her Jim but I only cut ties
Back then it was a pair that's best
A young trumpeteer and a clarinet
Gettin'

in the trenches back when I ain't have no fans
Getting home from school see the notice on the door
Momma broken down found her crying on the floor
Said

You have a beautiful wife and adorable children.
By the way – can you do me a favor?
Can you ask them to stop crying, there is nothing to be scared of.

that we still alive
But as I grow, damage my body more
But I promise that I'll always have control
Apple don't fall far from the tree, you know?
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