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hypocrisy
Just by having a sense of common sense
Despite these fucking weirdos portraying dominance
They'd be quick to label me a conspiracy theorist
Even if

means you're penalized
Yet they look at housewives and mothers with evil eyes
Like they don't f-in matter, same with the father
Rather have food stamps

to the ethical pressure
Paralyzed, don’t wanna move, too many staring eyes
I feel like they know that I wanna take the prize
Put my leg out, step on the founding

the rugged baggas took it by force if u believe my caprion echo me rugged
 Aro for it is cap see no see tell no tell for the eyes dat see today may not live

My POV is POE America Iʼm your child. Case by case each situation if its f_ _k ya then itʼs strong. I been making decelerations they think this sh_t

blessings and peace be upon him and his Family, and on the creed of our fore-father Ibrāhīm who was upright, a Muslim, and not an idolater
O Allāh! By Your

a Muslim, and not an idolater

O Allāh! By Your wish we have arisen this morning; and by Your wish we come to the evening, and by Your will we live, and by

me at a young age
And shoved me and my baby brother my mother's way
And comin home late every night
I used to hear him grabbin momma by the neck,

Circled by arcane and evil books
Scouring them for any hint of knowledge.
Charles, Jim and Will

A father's son who doesn't know his dad
Suddenly he wishes

Am I a good man? Hmmm
Am I a good man?
He asked me directly, unblinking
Brazenly locking eyes with me
A man, just like me
Plagued with the same

children
have imaginary friends
I called mine daddy"
There's more syllables in haiku than times I've talked to my father
I'm a damn good father, but a better

live by faith holy spirit lead me
Can't be weak cause my family
Needs me
Secret place so you never see me
Too many snakes won't let squeeze Me
From

don't need no one, we goin' down like it's a Boeing
Everyday I live's a bonus, Taliban cause we explodin' 
Only things I need a beat and the fucking hand

more afraid
They're willing to risk their lives on boats, just to escape certain death
You would do the same, so why are you judging them
Would you say

and haven't yet begun
To settle in the ways of the world
The sins of the father are
Fought against by those
With time on their side
They see what needs to be

years ago
Loud explosions
The sounds of guns and cannons that would impale people
And leave large amounts of lead in their leg
And you'd raise your eyes

taught me for my whole life, father figure looking sightless
Put my life into a track nigga, so the music always timeless
Live and die by the rap nigga,

Merit

Aesop Rock

Music for Earthworms: The Instrumentals

2003

survive when betrayed by my brethren's wicked ambitions,
I'll survive when grated with shut-eye sticky thickets and thorns,
Born clutching a fistful.
It

knives and stabbed a guy in the eye when he was younger, he's known for using bottles of glass to attack people, and he gets in fights one time when we

like I'm falling
The floor came from under me
Praying that me son live
He still died in front of me
And I even know about collateral damage
Keep myself

slash business man like pinky




My ice shine in your eyes
You know them haters bothered by me getting all the gwallla everybody wanna follow
Got

breathe
It's a war going on and you can't fake the solider
By my granny's age she thought all of this would be over
How do you live sober with death around

the conditions, for the sake of our children
Every mouth gotta be fed or else the Devil is winnin'
I agree, I wonder if we'll ever see eye to eye, I look

this flesh
But led by the spirit of my Father God and no one less
Ain't no doubt I'll feel the pain while I'm in this frame
But my aim will be the King