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a camp you will cry everyday
If you're lucky will be someone to wait
In a country exploited by USA

Que rico, bonito
Latin Boy
Muchacho, que guapo
Latin

your intentions so really there's nothing left to see 
I won't be satisfied until the system burns in front of me
So one day my son will really have

Easy Come, easy go
It is time to think slow
Let's have a last mojito

Ain't got a plan for getting in touch with this lady
This cocktail won't help

the sky could be
At night enveloped by the stars they all surround me
I would have thought I would sleep my days away
I never felt more awake
And if they

foes will die by his hand

The town folk call him a Silent Stranger
From his past he was a Ranger
Cause he leads a life of danger
He'll search to find

Please don’t love me for my youth 
If I’m handsome now, I won’t be soon 
And the burning sun will fade to blue 
So please don’t love me for my youth

it right, only one path
Fighting 'till the end of days
No options, just one real choice
Struggling side by side with truth.

HONOR
DESIRE FROM BLOOD

aint one
Acting tough cuz you hide behind a badge and gun
I'ma say it like this I deny your request
You been murdering black folks and I won't be

by the chest as you put down your silver spoon
Then you turned to me and said waiter won’t you take my plate away
You excused yourself and followed me

"Siri, what does gaslighting mean?"
"As a verb it means; manipulate someone by psychological means into questioning their own sanity"

He

for a buzz so pain can go away
Smokin' for a buzz so pain can go away
Poppin' pills but still it won't go away
Mental battles with myself
Niggas say I

Got me locked in for life
One month at a time
Maybe she and I were meant to be
Who knows? I can't say
I won't disagree 

(But she's a beauty)

You've been washed down, you'll be dried up
And the next time you put that message on
He'll take it, and bend you
Over the bed he holds you to

And when he

am so lost
I've tried to envision what you could be like, right here
No matter, this is all my imagination
It was purely my mental creation
I don't

thing, not the real thing
Won't get me killed, by a hornet sting
Or a noose wrung on a forest swing
Or a nomad cult, worshiping

This life isn't for me now

Story of my life
My name is Johnny Cash
I’m from an old poor farm
Called Kingsland, Arkansas
Driven by the Blues
I only had to choose
Picked a rusty

But i haven't shown you every side 

I won't lie to you 
I'm not here for you 
And i've been stuck on loop too 

But i make the most of it

And getting curved by girls 
Made for funny stories 
But now it seems like all we do
Is stress and worry 
21 so soon 
Man time be really moving  

And mom

Drownin' on the ground to be found by the police

I've been thinkin' too much stressin' bout life
Semi gonna bite, dumpin' out the back the lack
Girl now

Sticking up for Dad again
Saying he's a champion
Such a perfect mannequin
Poor Ivanka booed in Berlin
Poor Ivanka booed in Berlin

She's in it for

tell anyone 
What you've been plannin' 
The days that you've seen 
Or the prize that you're holdin' 
That they say is bronze 
When it might just be

the pains to be gone 
They won't last through the night 
I don't have to wait for the choir
I sing my heart out loud 
I don't have to wait for the laughter

it calm
And start to try

I see the death
Behind your eyes

I'd dance at Christmas if you were by my side
I'm here alone I won't romanticize
But you

in your lap 
Now I'm just a sad sack 
Talking to the minds I've owned 

Bored now with every dream 
My city, whoever it hurt to be 
No more band-aids,