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Grass butterflies and flowers 
why should it be a bad place
and it's not bad at all
if it's your hand that holds the axe

that is what the old Nod

these classics have passed so fast then
The next one shows up people say is better than the last
But time slips by I don't know where it goes
That's why I

won't stop No
Cuz if i stop now what was all that For
Momentary satisfaction,
I think y'all can have it
So many people hate us passing like We do black

Clowns But They Know Tricks Fa Kids 
I Miss My Blood He Still Locked Down Wish I Can Stop c Bid 
You Got 3 Niggas Saying They Real 2 Fake The Other Is
I'm

my dog, now I gotta kill dog like Mike Vick
The only thing that makes sense to me is the green
Blood on the dollars in the fucking crime scene
Red

What a fine message
In blood
Teach all your lessons
Cut up

Dead for days
Decayed
How's the light on
It's golden
How is the frightend?
They've

beating hardly.

While you look at her, what do you see?
She is the soil beneath your feet.
She struggled her pain,
She kept off the fear,
She spilled her

"SO THIS IS WHAT DEATH FEELS LIKE!"

to kill them off[00:42.64]A lot of blood on my hands, I need to rinse it off[00:44.78]Draco with the toolie, one shot, you getting picked off[00:47.24]Swear

waves
Not again, got a lot that's on my mind, lost a lot of blood to this
I'm the only of my kind
It's recommended that I'm licensed for this deadly

DNA of the ancients, brick by brick like a mason
Make em match the vibration, fortune fucks the audacious, blood sweat dedication

that what I felt
Was never a true love

I waited for his workday
And packed my bags away
I went out to the nowhere
He found me the next day

I moved

Cross your T’s and dot your I’s...

Solo

No mistake things ain’t what they used to be
On the take, everyone is in it for themselves
Like a rake, you are

off your cleats
Can't be trackin' in dirt: can't leave shit for police
When you makin' them moves everything is discreet
So if they get you, man, your

The Christian walks a steep incline
Striving for an certain peace of mind
The summit he may never find
It's called Calvary

His is a life

It's a distorted version of beauty
Leading us away from the outside and ever inward
This is not what we came here for or why we stayed
It's

I don't know who I am
I don't know, who are you?
I don't know where to go
I don't know what to do
I lie here on a desolate track
Waiting for a train

thought he Could afford to love
But she took everything, even his blood This Was his first crush, so her love was like
A drug She was tall and fine as fuck,

Build a life to sustain and support,
A haven of love for this life of yours.
To become more than myself,
To share my blood with someone else.

Shielded by

always eluded my path
Its absence may cost me my grace
What I desire most
That which I've loved and lost
To be embraced once more
By you
Night sky with

of events
Lurking for friends but dealing with snakes
The feeling is fake
When shit isn't great
But you still gotta smile
Still got a child
Still got to work

on the team
Sushi and Champ yea we get to the green
Begging for Clout you niggas is fiends
Running real slow like I'm stuck in a dream
Get to this green,

bitches that get on knees when pants drop
Smoked an eighth that my homie got
This girl is what defines my thoughts
When I saw her I felt my heart drop
She's

put you on a song

They say we love the version of you that ain't so insecure
I say thanks that's what I'm working for
Cuz it's who I really feel like