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of a cigarette smoker's cry for help
They say "give me a light", and so we hand them a lighter
Which proves that we are tone deaf to their true request
When they

permission…
I never thought I'd cry
From seeing people die for their own convictions
I know it's all been said before
But still you don't seem to stop the war

to being a war,



Do you cry to yourself?

Do you almost lose your mind?

Are you seeing someone else?

Well those people are so hard to find,



Walk

metaphors
Styles stay various, never locked down
Pass it around like blunts to share stories by sound
It's war, mental ammo, weapons check, mic in hand
Fully

Standing on business precisely
We live in the mid-life crisis
We used to be worded by ISIS
Bitches too worded by psychics
Regardless, life keep lifin
Gotta

done doing my thing
With my seat relaxing

And on the day I die
I can say I tried to save my tribe
Please don't cry
Away I fly where I can play by my

feeling down 
They ignore all of your cry's for help so even surrounded by family you feel by yourself 
You even think of grabbin' the pistol that's by

to go to war but
Scared to check the mail
She's a bird with crippled wings
Intrigued by the simple things
(you’re too simple, you're too simple)
You can

change/I been trying not to cry but I cannot hold in the pain/I do my best to try and hide it so I run into the rain

My Mind is in a war 
Watching as my

the matter-lies, that-aside from the fact that
No one is engulfed by the war in the gulf
But everybody sighs when some cokehead slapper-cries
Pack-of-lies from

West Coast, Gulf Coast, East Coast

H-Town M.O.B.

H-Town M.O.B.

were me, you'd be surrounded by security
Dope House, known for our purity

(Chorus)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, these west coast riders with the down south G's
17

1993
A battle rapper huh
You came to war with green eggs and ham
And I showed up with a steak knife
And a chainsaw in my hand
The only fact I see is
Me

I'll be back
Right where your at
Money on by
I'll roll high and sell your land
Seeing two wolves
Pickin' which we feeding last
I've been petty and pride

that the Lord will one day hear my cry
Like when I thought it was a wrap
I was under attack
By the blebs in my lungs, my left lung collapsed
Thanking God

bruh finna wild out
Bitch i'm doin magic
He disappear like a "voilà"
Cry bout a bitch pussy talk to yo Baba 
Fuck that la' beaner this glock'll make em

in this ground 
Yeah
They can try to dig me out
I am the forest, I am a cloud
I am the thunder, I'm the champion sound
My music be a war cry upon

whipped by the chains of heaven

Summon the werewolf blood
Summon the wolves of war unchain the wolves
Unchain the wolves unchain the wolves
Unchain

by and life stands still
And the question is what's in your head and what's real

I say why cry you were born to fly
Time stands still while we roll by

die don't cry
Just know I'll be with the Lord right by his side
Celebrate my life
I honoured that sacrifice from my Lord Jesus Christ! 

No more

so I can see what no one else seeing
And I live by faith, but at times, I rely on my demons
Forgive me for my sins, Lord, I ain’t gotta lie to you
For

Yeah yeah yeah I've flicked off the safety catch 
Gonna put my target to death 
Call me an assassin yeah I exterminate all these pests 
Shadowed by

on your side

Oh you can't pass me by
Or I'll scream, start a war cry
Don't wanna be nailed on A
And be crucified

So I sing a lullaby
To the midnight moon

door 

Wars an economy oil power mineral wealth 
Taking over the world by any means necessary 
machiavellian stealth 

In the name of freedom and liberty

beats made by Dre
Of course by then I wasn't educated on certain things
Like the whole east and west war that brought down two kings
I stay up at night