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the old you
So much pressure, they all wanna hold you
And it's the bullshit that I go through
Better put my shit up in the throne room

I'd rather deal with

Beautiful

Eminem

Relapse [Deluxe] [Explicit]

2009

stuck my tongue on the frozen stop sign pole at eight years old
I learned my lesson then
'Cause I wasn't tryin to impress my friends no more
But I

but I wasn't thinkin' about me doin' the time
These 6-by-9's, is about to make me lose my mind
Trapped in these closed walls ain't had no conversation

man by
The side of the road
Just where he came from nobody knows
He's so picturesque, a physical wreck
A dirty old bloke with no self-respect ow!

Oh

mom I did move on
And this is not a song to tell everybody I'm fatherless
It's been 13 years since he died I've made peace with who my father is

out your quiver
Let’s grow old and be each other’s caregivers
Let me take it way back to freshman year
Started off high school with a heart full of fear

I've tried for many years but I can't change
No matter what I do I'm still the same
My baby momma cursing on my name
Did nothing wrong but I'm

breathe, I ain't folding, never giving in
I line em up and knock em down with laser-pointed focus
They say divide and conquer, bet my team has got

2nd Hand Smoke

Hatchet History

Hatchet History: Ten Years of Terror

2002

something.
What you thought you heard bitch,
Can it, cause your frontin.
Dead wrong.
Dinner table conversations.
Leavin' you pistol-whipped in the corner with

2nd Hand Smoke

Twiztid

Mostasteless

1999

something.
What you thought you heard bitch,
Can it, cause your frontin.
Dead wrong.
Dinner table conversations.
Leavin' you pistol-whipped in the corner with

the caffeine
And it's funny that she never did

Cause my 6 year old self didn't cry
About the size of my waist or my nose or my thighs
And she never ran out

to the new
I never realized how confined and abused by my own mind i was now i finally removed

Myself from the self hate
And the self doubt, hopin that i

wishing they would disappear
But I'm seeing that they still here
Conversations with the most high
Tighten my game like a bow tie
Gotta break free from these

The glass of milk lyric, I've come to resent it
But I've had some trouble sleeping since that song ended
8 year old me would be heartbroken I'm not a writer
I

Then my mind started taking me
Through all of my life
Flashback three years ago
I was in my college dorm
Flipping through Instagram
Looking for another

Winds of the Old Days

Joan Baez

Diamonds & Rust

1975

WINDS OF THE OLD DAYS (Words and Music by Joan Baez)
The lady's adrift in a foreign land
Singing on issues both humble and grand A
Decade flew past

be defined
By those old things now past away
This year I’ll move self out God’s way
Holy hands in the air
Any worshippers here
Praising God for a New

Miss my old self, fuck this DP
But I gotta work it out, show them what they hating
By any means I'ma make it, remember that

up daisies
Six feet under grass
Swear the pain hurt bad
When i'm thinking bout the past
Talking three years old
Stepdaddy kicking ass
Four years little

Yo 
So this one goes out to my younger days
10 years old behold ur first fade
But worry not cuz that person is your brother
Time will prove

better than me
Don't tell me this wasn't meant for me
I swear I can do this shit in my sleep
I feel like I'm balling like Kyrie
Or maybe old PG13
But my

with God, yeah I needa pray more
I needa have a conversation with God, yeah I needa pray more
When my nephew died I cried
Got on my knees and asked

I touch mic, I only speak truth
Run when you hear the dogs go "Woof, Woof"
Don't care if he's a 12 year old youth
Go on then, go on then, jump

hear it whole
But it was suffering that gave it form
And thus produced in candour
I must refuse to pander
Though my self like all else
Feels like its