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have a mom's grace
Breath to me, brother, I wanna see your face
How deep can you go, I don't need to know
Just go step by step on a life's chainsaw
You

Cry of a Restless Soul

Lost Horizon

A Flame to the Ground Beneath

would you believe in me!
Years flow by, still you drown is caustic memories
Embrace the best and face old grief

Deep inside it's always my time
All

Cages'
Never judge a book just by the cover flip a few pages
Hmmm
These thoughts all in my head got me all twisted up
But this ice all in my heart make me

or bottom you know I stay with inspiration
I ain't going in her raw I ain't tryna be no patient
But I'm Patiently Waiting Live by my Morals or Die Trying
Why

bodies in Venice Beach
Ain't nothin but Venom in me
To be causin' Carnage
On some piss n pots
Throwin' rocks like Onix
Fuck up out my face hoe
Ya breath is

has got me geeking
Imagination blasting
Tell me that you're tweaking
I don't remember asking
Once I'm in my void
Deep in my cerebrum
I cannot be annoyed

life, Lord I am here for it.
Make me boldly rep Christ, Lord I am here for it.
Said you want me all in, Lord I am here for it.
Be more grounded, thicker

friends say
Having no idea what goes on in My mind
Or that I’m probably insane
Jesus, help me keep my mouth shut
Take the wheel of my verbal construct

mom when I masturbate
A week later find yo body in a lake
All cause you was too close and yo breath stank
Behind the counter you know that my smile fake

train
But I fear it's moved along and left me all alone
If it pulls in by sunrise and opens its doors, I would not refrain
I'd hop on and head into

That’s a fatal blight
The things you need
It’s hard to breath
You loved me and its funny
By now you should’ve known me
I’m a bad man
Make you really sad,

Big Dreams

Jim Crow

Crow's Nest

1999

let her breath
These dollars keep burning quicker than the weed
Nigga please I take it day by day
Day by day

Chorus x2

[Polow]
{Talking}
Hey what's up

thank you God I know what name to call
They see me improving not by my strength at all
That's Jesus Christ MVP with the ball
I know I'm a sinner He

Drowning in pussy, so full of shit you can't breath 
There's a portrait of young Marlon Brando
Tattooed to the top of my arm
With that classically tragic

time

Warped chronology
The god of orbs and apologies
How many times
They gonna kick dirt on me
And throw my dreams in a compactor
Fuck this it's

at the memories you can fit
In this one bedroom apartment

And I hope this place does for you what it did for me
One day you'll see why it's tough for me

Chayce Does
Or "Chayce Coleman
Whatever you want to call me
I bet y'all came here to see Chayce go man
Aye, I
It's a private party Party
Chillin in

her last breath
It's time to rest mamma and make heaven your home
Surrounded by a crowd but I'm still feeling all alone
So hard to believe this is my

Tuning in live haha
It's The Social Bros
Oh wait hold on we are doing this live. I haven't finished my lyrics yet. I thought this was just a practice

Crap!
I know this is a cover album, but ballads already? 
By the power INFESTED in me, I declare
It's Showtime!

Hey, folks! Begging your pardon
'Scuse

Intro:
Come on, come on
Come on, come on (x7)

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
Paint the ceiling with your feelings
Weigh your city with my thoughts
Guess I'm too

ask what the budget is
Like why you still worried 'bout me? ('bout me)
Roll up another, get harder to breath
It's Christian Dior on the tee (Yeah)
Yeah,

the exposure
Gonna help with the fame
It be causin' me to feel
I'm out of breath like bane
I be fuckin' with the green
People tell me I'm inane
But I don't give

on a high adventure
Love is what I'm searching for
In a time when we need
All the hope in the world
You're my destiny
The moment is here for me to find this