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I wanna start off by saying 
I'm not tryna talk smack
This rap is the opposite 
Of a dis track 

Sometimes the blessed don't have it easy
Baby girl

Light light
Get me up high
Ignite my
Turn it up right 
Spark the night life
With the fly by
Plugs in the two-ply
Mugs for the brew dry 
Floods where

shh I'm on
Not talking bout her bed, talking bout her throne
Live it up, throw it back with a bottle of patron yeah
I can show you a good time
If you

Nobody by your side. 
Didn’t have the means so I supplied all the reassurance I could provide. 
You relied on me until you got your break and shined.

them
If I could find the time to slow down, and save the world for another day

The days go by so slowly while we try to keep ourselves away
I will let

of looking down 
Careless creatures trying to save face

These are the screen shots
This is the version we live
To keep on smiling
To strain it all through

of looking down 
Careless creatures trying to save face

These are the screen shots
This is the version we live
To keep on smiling
To strain it all through

light
I see the colours in the spectrum
As I watch my world reflect in the ice
Won't reach you in time
Now I'm surrounded by the beauty
Of the things that

of the pure
Gripped by awakening hope
And the search for an ethical cure

Questioning destiny
To save the sheep
Moral tranquilly
Not easily reaped

Ripped

an empty room

I don't want you
To live in a world
Where you can't smile

No flowers in bloom
Landscape's an empty room

Blowing away in a gust, picking up pieces of dust
I'd save your life
I will not rush
This is something you trust
I will disgust, I will combust

Ripping

Born into this world 
to ash and dust we are narrowed
Spit from the soil
and by the same we are swallowed

So little time, so many places 
So much

hit flat
I just copped my check and I don't know what to say
I live by the 401 don't got no 401K

Yeah, Rich kids in the hills
Only love subtweets

ain't living on my knees 

But I tell you 
Sunday morning 
I'm gon' get right 

Sunday morning 
I'm gon' get right 

Love don't live here anymore 
Per her

We want the power, give me the power

You can keep the paper and save the trees
I want the sweet nectar from those honey bees
Don't contend with my

of their homes
And he ruled the world by telephone

Now no one sheds a tear
As they bury his old grey bones

Here lies a man
Who likened himself to a god
He

You are blinded, blinded by your greed
Your eyes green with envy
Your disease will rot this earth, and you will live its curse

The end will come for

You must believe me
That the world won't reply
You say you fix me 
Can you lay by my side 
And hold on (Hold On) 
With your eyes wide open 

You say

the kings with 100 proof, my mind a trick
I brawl a brute to save these pricks
I barter screws to find my fix and fail to rue
The gnarly pipes, don't damper

them
Getting sick of all the talk with no walk the walk
No disguises I'ma take it all off
By force yup any means necessary
Of course that means any

Cold-hearted like a raven
The apocalypse is a disaster
Not talking bout the song by Dave
Corpses climbing out their grave
Nobody here to help save
Lost in life

and
Half of us have been to prison
Sprite with the lean up in it
We fucking and having children
The world is still fucking spinnin
we get older by the minute

in the phantom
Nah im trying to save these lives
Make formula to life From tears that are babies cried
Euphoria arrives the moment that i make these

your life is in your hands
Workin on my patience, im like a doctor needed patients
Tryna save the world but im failing with relations
Take a step back