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This is the end you've gone too far talking shit incision emotional scars,
You'll rot away, ulcers bleed today,
Bleeding profusely, yet you refuse

no stress but I will never forget
Am I a saint or a sinner
Am I an angel or a killer
Listen while I paint a perfect picture
80's baby lately I've been

a brief reminder: my salary has not been paid.
Send it care of the ghost, by return of post Q P.T.O.:
No-one likes a debtor, so it's better if my orders are

That took my motherfuckin' heart from me (yeah)
But as long as I live, you always gon' be a part of me
Try to smoke away the pain, I couldn't shake it

such a goal, damn
Take it from an old man, on my next project
Imma zoom in to my mind, call it mind-roscopic
In the style of a biopic, I'll rap away all

I'm sick of being around people
I need to, I (cry), well I (cry)
Things are too far away from me Here around
And I
But I'm sick of all the things you

I thought you had a dIfferent vIew
PaInkIllIng Is the only way I get by
I deceIve my mInd just throw them pIlls away
SobrIety I'm cuffed up, I'm

We're immune to all of your poison
Our own fumes are far too potent
And like Dark Phoenix we can't control it
We'll burn bright red like crimson

the best days of our lives
Oh, what I'd give to be fourteen once again
But still nostalgia makes me sick, I feel I've grown up far too quick
But I can't

Numb and stunned when she passes by
Blue short skirt goes with the perfect thighs
Burning eyes that want to share her ass
Sweet eighteen, and teasing'

my pen and paper
And write these songs to get by
And I wrote this one to savor the moments of the day that
I took the long way, going slow
On my way

I'm a silly motherfucker when I kick, bombs are going off right now we're in the crib, if you're stressing just remember who you are, shaking bottles

Fasho Call Me Mr. Next To Blow 
Yeah Yeah 
I’m Going Up Fasho I’m Going Up Fasho 

Took A Couple L’s Then I Took Off Yeah 
Had To Stay Down Perfect

Keep hating on shit just understand it won't get you far
My past left me deranged with some bloodstains
Now I feel sustained hopping off a airplane
Just

and you come out winning
Draw the long straw and you can’t stop grinning
Knowing it’ll drop, it’s the perfect release
Like Curry in the corner, staring down

Sipping syrups drinking bottles bout'ta fuck without a condom
Fuck you if you think that’s right do that shit without my knife
I build it up then

I'd like to think that I'm rare by definition, but we're all so similar
I just like to keep things simple, say I do something I do it
I'm emotional

Ooh
Ah ah ahhhh
Ahhhhh ah ooh
There was a boy
A very strange enchanted boy
They say he wandered very far
Very far
Over land and sea

I'm using drugs

Who's Loving Her Now

Latif

Love in the First

2003

And I got all into her
But then one day I went too far, and didn't check myself
And I ended up losin her
But now I'm all by myself, and I can't help

in all the blanks
Wearing down, thoughts entwine
Unholy and they sink

If I were ashes then I could recede out of sight
Far to the distance
If I

and perfect vision
With all our best intentions for a better world
We made it in our image, merciless and unforgiving
And far too late we realised that we had

hear me calling, at least Hopsin tried to talk the father with his seventh installment
And you’ll betray me cuz you’re far perfect like the Romans

On and on, I wanna fly so far
Can't get out, but how
I try so hard
Take this off
Nd you would see my scars
No such deed would
Ever heal my heart

The 10th

my canopy's calling candidly
Mechanically, Candy Land can't be feeling far away from fantasy
Ruled by praying, so, bow down for your anarchy
Humans