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friends beg me to come back to Earth and I tell them I've never been there in the first place

cnd I bet it's annoying as shit cause

I don't think you

They Move in Silence

Aztlan Underground

Sub-Verses [D-3]

1999

Super Xikanoa
You step to me like you were someone ordained to judge
But it takes week people
To impose their will
And strong people
To respect, keep

and habits in gasoline and paint, when someone gaslight me
Stockpile soft words and good memories like kindling
To keep me fighting
When I'm back in the eye

that I can show
In this universe alone
Share with me my biggest goal
To love someone
With my now aching soul

If you really want me baby
I'll know you

problems, i just try to outlive them
I understand who i am and that's the greatest riddle
So you and your world can only scare me by a little
I am not civil,

not a prankster
I was known as the gangster
But believe me that is no fun
The time is now to unite everyone
You don't have to be soft to be for peace

The hardest part of today was when the man asked me what color casket I wanted to put my 13-year-old son in

I Want The glistening skin and a jawline

at the start it was never-ending
Healed my scars fighting their curse is what made me worse
When fighting someone else's battle you forget your worth
Endure

and your son
Right there in front of your mom
I know you'd like to see me become someone who fumbles my funds
I'm a keep calm
You punk you can't stop me from

To waste more time
In search of all the answers but
Afraid of what you'll find
Believe me, I've been there, believe me
I've tried
No I am not a quitter, no

away
Say its someone better
I'll believe you
I'll go away
Don't fill my head with lies
Don't make me feel a way
Head underwater
I'm just tryna get

nothing but a blip since my sonics arisen
Guess I'm a blue blur, depressed so I shoot words
They call me every name in the book but I've been through worse,

me that I can’t remember the conversation but that irritating itch in my brain
Made me think of a man who taught me about Mexican Muralism
His name is

self and lay in the grass and say-

God forgive me, hands full, I have sin
Won't you take he, shake the, save me as I spin
God forgive me, hands full, I

diatribes to the deacon board
But can't perform on the sheets, oops
God helps those who help themselves
Yeah that's what he believes, believes
Big house in

it. And I believe that maybe she took me seriously because by the time she was 15, she was already a mom and her life had already begun. So by the time

Imagination is intrusive in nature
I stashed all the objects
That were turning me into a creature
One week sober still wakin up feelin hungover
My depression

a laugh?
If we want it back then you would be a trash
Bitch, look at yourself
Tell me, who in the fuck is your friend?
Please, stop lying to yourself
My

Cultivated that opportunity by being
Proactive and seizing the opportunity when
It was presented to
Me another example of luck playing
A role in my
Career is

I know he awful
Need to find you someone loyal
Who gone spoil you
When you act right
Things you'll do with me
Because he don't do right
He bout to get

who fucked me over, you're a hoe 
And that's real fucked up, I said I wasn't even over you
Told you that I cared, you told me that you cared about me

Arrived
Arrived
Arrived
Arrived

Not a celebrity
But ready for the currency
I feel a sense of urgency in music for someone who puts his heart in his work
My

Smuck that, someone help Pebbles(pudgey?)
He's upstairs naked with a weapon drawn
Hey Frith
You see me stepping on these leprechauns?
I think I danced too

with us I know he don't write no wrongs
Listen to me
I dedicate you this song
Let you know we out here living in this world
Get up
Roll on
Young man hey