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facing down 
And he dreamt his way
Into the card playing shed
Where little Dickie knew 
That two would end up dead

That cheat there
He put that card
Where

envy my life but don’t really know what’s going on

Gotta keep my shit tight cause  could end on the road 

Had to hustle cause there’s no one I could

me feel like I just curled up
And died inside
And why do I do this to myself it’s suicide
Cause in the end we die alone
And I am terrified
Of living

Flexibility resilient
She is the true value million
She is the true value billion...
Her inner mystery full filling
But a price can't be put on her
The span

put me on death row
Screw 12, and all they stand for, ain't know then now you know
How I feel, but for real, told Kaep, kill yourself, he kneeled
Then

diversity
Weren't all put on earth to be the same but at the end of the day we all bleed from Similar veins

The south trying to take it back to jim crow laws

A simple home
Quiet neighborhood
Fixer upper
We understood

A happy life
With you by my side
Always underneath
Something troubling me

Now what's

that they can't put out
Bitch my time restricted, got ma money earn and spend
If ya gotta call me Wicked, you just tryna be my friend
I might fuck you in

You think you're the exception
But you couldn't be more wrong
You think you're pretty happy
But that you also don't belong
You believe what they're

wonder where the time went 
Get together when the sun goes down 
Pick up some liquor get people around 
The cops drive by so we don't make a sound 
Put

it clear
That I'm not cold
Cause I'm happy for the times we've had
Don't you worry if it makes me sad
To see you go

And when we're done, I'll let my

the fire meaning don't touch em
How did they ever take our land and all of our customs
Sirach 12:10 tells me never trust em
"Man there's gotta be one?" NOPE

Everyday, put the focus on the hustle
Have a vision like a tunnel
Use some muscle through the rubble
When the time ain't double
That's the trouble,

dirt all by my dolo
So I never got a witness
I think I'm so sick been to a lot of clinics
I been working crazy hours I don't get no sleep 
counting bands

to get men out the ends, y'all
Are busy talking reckless, you're wrecked by extension

I stand on what I say, yeah it's my life on the lines (Lines)
Seen

to spend my time
In different circumstances, you wouldn't even be worth the while
What, you think because it's an ecocide
And your minions don't carry it out

Too many shitty opinions given by idiots getting
Their information from places that probably should be forbidden
From ever publishing another single

it ends[00:47.42]As time goes by I get used to this[00:52.45]Calendar squares I put to waste[00:57.29]Vision turns grey[00:58.62]The same good old

as I put it down on paper
Then it all left
Freestyling was the next thing
I was good at
Progress it day by day
And came through with that
See
I was b

the moments we hated
Vanish, escalating the damage
Separating the screen we put between ourselves and a dream
It hurts me to be the fracture you need to keep

worth to hide the pain I can't pretend
I'm not hurt by the words I don't say
I go to church but I still can't pray
Burry my face in the dirt to hide

I don’t pretend to know the ways of the world. A means to an end seems the way. Who has the most of whatever is best,
all the better. May the best

official documents even the desk
I put the pain in the paper and light it
I won't stop till I'm up there with the greatest of writers
I'm talking James,

and they don't care
And so we say to them
Beware cuz we're taking it from you now

Since we first crawled out from the sea
What you call yours, I'll want for