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back but at least I'm back home from the war

You're happy to have me gone, I'm happy that I'm gone, alright
I had a mindset just drowning in spite
I

a haze
I believed my creed was just an artful waste
And I'd paint landscapes with the eyes of Dupré
I despise these eyes, black irises turn gray
I'm so

feed me 
I spit shit that is lyrically, an epiphany 
Cold killer, no one iller 
Does shit get any realer 
Who wants to sign me
I'm a war bigger than

will never cease
Until I get a piece
Cuz I'm ready to go to war
Just so I can find some peace
I think I'll never find it
I think I might be blinded
But

a rounds shawty, She ready for war, she came to party
I'm in the Wraith, I'm speeding, I'm going first place
I'm fucking on shawty, I fuck on her Face
I be

say almost everything is your own imagination
I use mine to paint pictures with this instrumentation
I use it to give people motivation from

motherfuckers gotta pay
I asked you stay in your lane
But motherfuckers out of place
A body artist, I am not
But it's motherfuckers I'ma paint
I'm from the block

awakes
It's in my bloodline black man no paint on my face
Bethlehem, Jerusalem
Yea we travel to those
Only to find out that GOD is apart of ya soul
My

of sand
Discipline holds with the knowledge of the soul
In war it's blindness till the end of my foe
If I cross the threshold, there's no need for

to school using it to bargain
Even back then I was polo downed like Carlton
Try me they gone find yo face on a carton
I swear I built for the war like

ministries
Did this as a young buck never got ten a key
I'm out here going hard in the paint while you cheer lead
Every time we go to the bank deposit her own

as the Bible would read
Tribal instincts will indeed help through these war scenes that is hard to read
So it's easy to make these fake MCs melt and bring back

but I lay that flow with the later codes
I get when the sun isn't here anymore
Words so deep I heal the poor they feel it more but still in war
And so I

mean"
Thought you were clean 
What do you mean 
Just wait and see 
What do you mean 
Lemme paint the scene 
Yea

Take you back, June 17 
The weeks after

more
And I'm finally beginning to learn, that you cannot love without a war
Need no one else but you

It can be- unsettling
To see- a part of yourself

the enemy in my grill now
I simply tell it chill out
This war ain't bout flesh bro
Better open up your mind
Find joy in that test bro
You'll gain growth in

and the shackles that had them bound
Since the very first war when the siren sound
Imma get prolific when the gears get shifted
Come to a time when the words get

paint life, sculpt that clay, build that bridge, suffer and pleasure
Got love, gotta write that way and filled that book from the gutter to forever

imagine these
Burning flags, loaded guns let this war begin
Before the ashes in our lungs replace the oxygen
We've been here before, we're no strangers

race, nah you ain't safe in place
Put in all this work, then life punches and breaks your face
The world at war it's like the slurs adapted to our basics

Yeahhh (Brrtt)

(Duhh) AlmighttyHuncho nigga (Big Huncho)

Bossgang Bodygang see an opp paint a grave
I'm scared of reality (What's The Reality?)

INTRO:

SQUIRE I STILL FEEL YOU

PEACE TO MY NIGGAS, J, SMARTIE
HOW THEY GONA BE PART OF THE BIGGER PICTURE IF THESE BREDDAS CAN'T PAINT? I AIN'T

And it ain't all over
Nights are longer before them days get colder
Run home, little soldier
This ain't the war you're fighting it's the Red October

the paint like he is a man in the manger
I’m on that stage now like I’m channelin' Anakin n’ Major Lazer
It’s like a lightsaber, when Budenholzer is trainin'