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the darkest mind
Now your heart's confined by the artist grind
You try to stop your motivation shook
Got writers block 'cause it's problems every place you

help the lames 
When the curtain closes the only time I feel window pain
Mayweather to McGregor you shouldn't step foot in my game
You should learn

I listened to you all night I know your scared
I can't feel your pain but please know I'm there
You say there's a bigot in the white house that ain't

of what you lames call pain
I call it muthafucking knowledge of game, oh I'm gone blow this bitch up
For all my kinFOLK in my 314
Dipped down in black

What does desperation bring?
The purest evil shows its face
Struggling to forget the pain from the past
I've finally found myself
These minutes

puttin' my hands up

We used to wake up and terrorize the block
How can we fall when we still at the top?
Whole lot of hoes and they come by the flock

Blind man ask me forgiveness
I won't deny myself
Disrespect you have given
Your suffering's my wealth
I feed off pain, force fed to love it
And now I

split
In a fucking ditch 

Why did you come here you have nothing to gain
Your only motive is pain 
I am the wolf and you're the crow
You only

a soldier, keep it moving like a motor
Cause a bullet don't have no name, only hot heat for yo ass bringing mad pain

(Hook)

(Verse 3: Apathy)
When my man

and wanted for rappers wanna murder me

(Hook)

(Verse 3: Celph Titled)
I cut heads off at the knees
Let off the Mac maine give kids back pain like orthopedics

that's life, yeah, that's life
don't run away and hide

you got things you go through alone
mmm
you endure the pain so you grow
mmm

you got things you

waves drank of me, 
And I who was fresh as the rainfall, Am bitter as the sea. 

Betty came by on her way, Said she has a word to say 
bout things today,

Nailed to the seat of pain, agonising torture gained.
Poked and prodded 'til you bleed, eyes wide they make you watch them feed.
Carcass in

Nothing that you ever deserved 

In vain the sorrow came
Bearing the weight of your tragedy

Color your pain a different shade 
I won't be caught in

over
From Syria in the north
And Judea in the south
And from the Decapolis in the east 
And they brought to him those who were sick 
Or wracked with pain

The tears all fall, simultaneously
Increasing the depths of my pain
Inertia, observations of my territory to see me sad
Crystal blue persuasion, they feed

Lyric by Sir Mikhail Tank
mikhailtank.com
@mikhailtank

The Windsinger knows no bounds
Flies above the fires and debris
Holding a flute which

trying to own this the world turns
Mourning losses try to crosses it by my sideburns
I'm inked up put them drinks up and let em clink up play
Sliding

all

When  close my eyes, you weigh heavy on my mind
I just wanna pick up the phone girl and give you a call this time

Can't you see my pain baby,

get burned quick
And fricasseed for nada 4
Keep an eye
On the chick that's in the Prada
Who by night
Is a stripper in a garter
High as a kite

and killin' it
Puffin' a jay that I keep in the glove
Right by the rubbers so we could be intimate
And if you're tucking me into me my bed
Baby then maybe we'll

always remember your kindness
The pain and the guilt will subside
We gave our best shot and we missed by a mile
I don't mind
I think it's time

Thinking oh if I could fly away 
'Bird fly high by the light of the moon' 

So I walked out in the rain 
Counting my footsteps to take my mind off the pain

We could be the healing
We can be the flower in the gun

What could I say to every woman who was ever told
By a man don't try to reach too high
What